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“And in the silence I suddenly understood the many ways a person can die but still be alive.”

“To have someone understand your mind is a different kind of intimacy.”

„You'll get over it...“ It's the cliches that cause the trouble. To lose someone you love is to alter your life for ever. You don't get over it because 'it' is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to greive over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?

Someone once told me, "If you really like someone, being friends with them would be better than dating them."

“For the longest time I was just trying to find someone to love as much as I loved you, but now I realize that’s never going to happen.”