Maybe not for me, but it might be what he needs to move his heart along with actions of freedom from the bondage of her, rather in the thing that held them together, a questionable love affair that always seemed in crisis and in desperate need of attention. Days of wondering what it would be like to love each other with joy insurmountable, existing in a comfortable place where the familiar was insane to everyone else but the two of them. Always asking, without tiring, can you, will you, love me past my inconsistencies and look through the veil that the world sees....right into my soul...my true self....can you see the real me?
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