“Maybe it’s stupid,” she said, “Or maybe it’s just wishful thinking, but sometimes when the sky is clear in the early hours of the morning, I look at the moon and I can’t help but wonder if you think about me just as much as I think about you.”

“There’s an old saying which reads “You will fall in love with someone who does not love you, for not loving someone who did.” Maybe there is a law after all, a law of nature. Like gravity. An unwritten axiom that governs our emotional dealings. What you do to people comes back to you with twice the force. You see, perhaps we are not punished for our sins, but by them.”

“Anyone who has actually been that sad can tell you that there’s nothing beautiful, literary or mysterious about depression.”

“It’s okay that I’m not the girl of your dreams. Or the girl you danced with at prom. I just want to be the girl you think of in 10 years time from now, while you’re staring at your morning coffee, wishing you hadn’t poured so much milk in because now it’s too creamy to resemble my dark brown eyes.”

“They say that life is “bitter sweet,” bitter because things come to an end but sweet because even though they’ve ended, you still have the memories. But what do you do when it’s 3am and you’re pouring your heart out to the moon with tears staining your cheeks and all you want to do is erase every memory you have of him?”

“I think in a sense, you always love someone, I don’t believe that any amount of distance, silence or time can break the bond between two hearts. I believe that once you find love with someone, that stays with you - forever. But the hard truth of that is, forever is infinite and that means they can treasure your love and kiss your lips until their very last breath, or.. the version we’re most familiar with, they can rip your heart right out of your chest and kick it to the curb without even giving your eyes a second look. And that my darling, is the harsh reality of love, it’s infinite. Whether you want it to be or not, it never goes away once you find it.”

“They say that almost is the saddest word in the English dictionary. I never really understood why. That was of course before I met you. Before we almost were a thing, before we almost were in love. You know? Like we almost made it but something fucked up or we fucked up somewhere along the road and suddenly the rest of our journey wasn’t all laughter and love, suddenly the things we used to love about each other became burdens in our busy life style and eventually we gave up. We almost got there, but we never did, and that’s a hard reality to swallow.”