“I want to be able to love you more than I fear losing you, and I don’t know how.”

“I want to ask you where you are, and how things are. But I’m scared because things arent the same. And now we’re just strangers, who pass in the streets, our eyes lingering briefly.”

“Do you ever wonder whether people would like you more or less if they could see inside you?”

«I haven’t stopped loving you. But it’s a different love. I carry you with me but I have come to terms that some people don’t belong in my life and you are one of them.»

“I don’t hold on to anything anymore. Pain comes at me and I take it, chew it for a few minutes, and spit it back out. It’s just not my thing anymore.”

“You can never explain how painful it is to say goodbye to someone you love.”

Me pretending I wasn’t bawling my eyes out