She Used To Cry Roughly

Love Made You Admire Funny Things About A Person, Like How Good She Was At Remembering To Return Her Library Books And At Slicing Cucumbers Very Thin. She Was A Veritable Wonder At Pulling A Splinter Out Of Her Foot.

She Wondered If Maybe Tragedy Was What It Took To Make Your Heart Capable Of Admitting A New Member.

She Hadn't Chosen The Brave Life. She'd Chosen The Small, Fearful One.

Luck Never Gives; It Lends.

But Like Everything Else, Love Changed.