I Don't Think She's Ever

Love, How Often That Word Came Up In Books Over And Over Again. If You Had Wealth And Health, And Beauty And Talent...you Had Nothing If You Didn't Have Love. Love Changed All That Was Ordinary Into Something Giddy, Powerful, Drunken, Enchanted.

Unless I'm Reading An Assignment Or Doing A Paper Or Taking A Test, I'm Thinking About You.

Life Offers More Than One Chance, Cathy, You Know That.

I Am A Pretty, Useless Ornament Who Always Believed She'd Have A Man To Take Care Of Her.

My Thoughts Took Frantic Flight, Wanting To Escape This Prison, And Seek Out The Wind So It Could Fan My Hair And Sting My Skin, And Make Me Feel Alive Again.