But slowly, over the years, I became one of you...

My quest for greatness gradually giving way to this life of mediocrity...

Of course we had problems. Anything real encounters problems. But you stabbed my heart when your empty eyes looked at me and said that love was not enough. I became speechless, because to me love was everything. In my life love was you. Love was us. How was it not enough?

—Mirtha Michelle Castro Marmol, Letters To The Men I Have Loved (via mirthamichelle)

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(Source: mlb)