Then

He said: I am a bad man. She said: No! No!!! No, you are a good man. You are a good, wonderful man. That’s who I see. Believe me. Please.


Now

She wonders: Was he right?

Then

He said: I am a bad man.
She said: No! No!!! No, you are a good man. You are a good, wonderful man. That’s who I see. Believe me. Please.

Now

She wonders: Was he right?

Like closing one’s eyes to resist light, It was a knowing she pushed away: he was barely any of the wonderful things she believed him to be.

Like closing one’s eyes to resist light, It was a knowing she pushed away: he was barely any of the wonderful things she believed him to be.

“In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.” ― Chuck Palahniuk, “Lullaby”

“In a world where vows are worthless. Where making a pledge means nothing. Where promises are made to be broken, it would be nice to see words come back into power.”
― Chuck Palahniuk, “Lullaby”

"It’s no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then.” — Lewis Carroll, "Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland"

"It’s no use going back to yesterday because I was a different person then.” — Lewis Carroll, "Alice’s Adventures in Wonderland"

 “I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.” — Cheryl Strayed, "Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar"

“I’ll never know, and neither will you, of the life you don’t choose. We’ll only know that whatever that sister life was, it was important and beautiful and not ours. It was the ghost ship that didn’t carry us. There’s nothing to do but salute it from the shore.” — Cheryl Strayed, "Tiny Beautiful Things: Advice on Love and Life from Dear Sugar"

"I have my mother’s hands.  That knowing cradles promise and fear."  — A.Opening lines, “The Book That Will Never Be Written”

"I have my mother’s hands.  That knowing cradles promise and fear."  — A.
Opening lines, “The Book That Will Never Be Written”

“She couldn’t see him, but his voice was like light through a stained-glass window in a cathedral.”-- Graham Joyce, "The Silent Land"

“She couldn’t see him, but his voice was like light through a stained-glass window in a cathedral.”-- Graham Joyce, "The Silent Land"