If she could, would she forgive me? Would she understand my frustration? Will I ever get this right? When I lose my patience, is she in there feeling my desperation? Does she feel desperate? Is there any part of her left that knows who I am and expects better of me? Will I ever be the person that I thought I was? Is she lonely? Will I ever forgive myself? Will I ever be able to think of her and smile? When will she finally find peace? When is enough, enough?