Adele and Jill talk of the strength to stay. Is it something I possess? I love him like I've loved no other but is that something that's enough? The battle is one I've lost in winning his heart but never having his soul. Sweetness is his way and sour becomes the flavor on my tongue as I go to the place of pain. He sees in me the hurt but does nothing or does he? I love him like I loved no other but is it something that is enough? Sharp, short, has replaced sweet, soft cutting with each syllable like diamond on glass.