All I know is he’s letting me see it, and him, and he is exactly what he preaches. Raw and honest, and intense and I believe in this moment that we are a rainbow of the same colors, none of them bright or beautiful. We are the many shades of gray and black, hoping to find a glimmer of light in each other, not more darkness.

Once the game is over, the king and the pawn really do go back in the same box. In death they are indeed equal. But in life, we are not. In life we are a product of more than our decisions. We are the consequence of how we cope with those decisions, and too often that is fear and guilt. Don’t let it be fear and guilt.

Baby, I held back today to let you get over all you’ve been through. But don’t let that mislead you. You wouldn’t be here if I planned on protecting you from me.

I’ve found that in life, the times we need help are often the times we deserve it the least.

We think that if we surround ourselves with people, we can’t be alone, when the reality is that we’re always alone.

My voice softens. “But you’re right; I should have told you where I was going. I’m sorry to make you worry.” “Damn it, Sara.” He twines his fingers in my hair and lowers his mouth one hot breath from mine. “You are the reason I take my next breath,” he whispers. “Why can’t you see that?” His question steals the last of my anger. I soften against him, my fingers curving around his jaw. “Let’s go home, baby.” He kisses my forehead. “I have something to show you.

We are raw and honest, or we are nothing.

It’s better to live one day as a lion than a hundred years as a lamb. – John Gotti CHAPTER.

How many of us allow others to define us and thus we become what they want us to be, not what we should be or could be?

In my book, privacy is like a great pair of high heels. To be cherished.