“That man would have chipped away at your heart bit by bit until there was nothing left. It may have been bruised, but at least it's whole.” — Christina Baker Kline Copy Share Image
“Closing up. Finally spent. You are gone. And now you're moving along. Heavy now. Tears remain. Hard pressed to rest. When all I feel like is a mess. Now, don't you worry your head. You're not my one and only… — K.A. Linde Copy Share Image
