Some people enter your life in a whirlwind and no matter how hard you try you can’t stop thinking about them, even after they leave…especially after they leave.

There has to be a moment at the beginning when you wonder whether you’re in love with the person or in love with the feeling of love itself.

I miss you when something really good happens, because you are the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you are the one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry because I know that you are the one that makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you most when I lay awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other; for those were some of the best times of my life.

“If you leave someone at least tell them why, because what’s more painful than being abandoned; is knowing you’re not worth an explanation.”

The truth is, I pretend to be a cynic, but I am really a dreamer who is terrified of wanting something she may never get.

I may think of you softly from time to time. But I’ll cut off my hand before I ever reach for you again.