Chapter 28
"Sometimes I remember the darkness of my past, bringing back these memories I wish I didn't have. Sometimes I think of letting go and never looking back, and never moving forward so there'd never be a past." --- The meanings of our words always vary according to how easily we say them, how frequently they are used. "I love you, I love you, I love you." "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." When we throw these out like spare change, when nobody has to work to hear them, they will only hold meaning to those desperate enough to believe them. Repetition is the silent killer of meaning. When you repeat a word so many times effortlessly, it starts to lose its meaning, the word nothing but an empty shell, an empty promise. Love fades, intentions change and pain ebbs away. Chris, Chris, Chri
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