I have seen this too many times before. The unwarranted devotion. Putting up with the fear of being with the wrong person because you can’t deal with the fear of being alone. The hope tinged with doubt, and the doubt tinged with hope.

“I want to believe there is a somebody out there just for me. I want to believe …”

“It was like everyone suddenly knew what mattered. Money didn't matter. Politics…”

“One of the towers has fallen. When it's our turn to leave, it's like something …”

“Now they are struggling to find that balance-- separated but still inseparable,…”