I want him but I also want to get over him, and neither is happening.

It was no ordinary friendship. We were inseparable, constantly being separated. I’ve realized that no matter where you are or who you’re with, I will always truly, completely love you.”

Never wait around for a boy, he’ll come to you. Sometimes you need to be busy too, just to let him know that the sun doesn’t rise and shine over him.

Why should I be sad? I have lost someone who didn’t love me. But they lost someone who loved them.

It doesn’t just hurt because they’re gone. It hurts because you planned. You thought you’d have them tomorrow, next week, next month, next year. You planned to have them in your life. The daydreams about your future suddenly had them in it. They weren’t a little part. They were gonna be something big.

Of course I miss you. One minute you were here and now you’re gone. Even if I didn’t love you I’d miss you. And I loved the fuck out of you.