b.

- a letter

I have decided to stop loving you.

I don’t know how, but I will.

Loving you hurts. At the start it was alright, it was warm and fluffy and soft.

Now it’s like finding a thousand little cuts after playing in the garden.

I’m not sure if I regret telling you, but maybe knowing you don’t feel the same is worse than having hope.

Maybe this whole thing was doomed from the start. I think I knew that too.

That even if you did feel the same, we still live 1,202 miles from each other. You still live on the other side of the country.

I’ve stopped loving you before, almost 5 years ago, so I’m sure I can do it again.

From now I will stop listening to songs and thinking of you. I will stop thinking of you before I sleep, and when I wake up. I will stop checking up on you when you’re working late shifts. I will stop wondering if you still talk to that girl, and if you think about her often like I think of you.

Saying goodbye would be weird because you’re still my best friend, that isn’t changing anytime soon.

So.. talk soon?

(mostly just me spewing my thoughts into a post)

i loved this book.

im not even upset that love on the brain was predictable and similar to the love hypothesis, ya know why? because despite all that, ali hazelwood still had me clinging to the characters and wanting more and more.

i loved the characters, i loved levi and his love for bee, and i loved watching them come together. this book gave me the perfect escape that i needed and made me kick and scream for so many different reasons.

was it completely unique? no. did bees obliviousness made me want to slap her and tell her to wake up? yes. did i know exactly what the plot twists would be from the start? pretty much.