it 's not even that i 'm writing about you ( although often i am ) . and it only got worse when she walked up to cora 's front door . the metal bit into her wrist . if he 'd been better at talking sense into people , he would have been able to talk her out of leaving . she shook her head , denying all of it . my back looks fantastic in this dress . he smiled again , once my tears dried up . i know all of you did your best . '' 