Belonging. Togetherness. These words are as complicated and confusing as the word love. It’s probably all the same thing. Or it would be if we let it be. I can only guess from observation.

“You are not alone.”

“There's no such things as ready. There's only willing.”

“My pride shut me up, my hurt shut me down, and together they ganged up on my ho…”

“I should talk to himI know I should talk to him.But I do not talk to him.I watc…”