“The worst thing you could ever do was listen to what I’ve been through and then put me through it again.”

“I still think about you a lot but not in the heartbreaking, head turning, bed tossing, aching kind of way. It’s more of an acceptance, a closure - where we happened and it was real for a moment. And now we no longer are. Flowers don’t keep growing. They wither and petals fall, and new ones take their place. Same flower bed, new flowers.”

“I let everything burn.”

I said goodbye to the pain but at the same time I also said it to you.

“first they’ll make your heart skip beats and then they’ll make your insides ache until you forget the difference between love and hate”