“We are all trying to get over the person who broke our hearts. We are all far from perfect.”

“I almost feel bad for declining, but I feel more terrible that I cant stop looking at how his chest rises and falls with each of his frustrated breaths.”

“Im glad we can be friends.Theres that word again. Its like a safe word.”

“The way he looks at me makes me ache, but it isnt fair. He hurt me first. He caused this ache from the start. This inside out, churning pain that feels mental and physical now.I fiddle with my hand...”

“I chew my food, leaning back into the couch. I loved him. Thats what dumb girls do.You arent dumb.I try to hold back my smile. Im hanging out with you, arent I?”

“I didnt know who I was or who I wanted to be until you stumbled into my life. I refuse to let you go.”

“Ever has it been that love knows not its own depth until the hour of separation.”

“You think because he doesn't love you that you are worthless. You think that because he doesn't want you anymore that he is right -- that his judgement and opinion of you are correct. If he throws ...”

“The only noise now was the rain, pattering softly with the magnificent indifference of nature for the tangled passions of humans.”

“The heart was made to be broken.”

“He does something to me, that boy. Every time. Its his only detriment. He steps on my heart. He makes me cry.”

“Was it hard?" I ask.Letting go?"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real.”

“here she is, all mine, trying her best to give me all she can. How could I ever hurt her? But I didnt understand then. That I could hurt somebody so badly she would never recover. That a person can...”

“Any happiness, no matter how brief, seemed better than the long, simmering torture of waking up day after day, knowing I could never have him.”

“Everyone always wants to know how you can tell when it's true love, and the answer is this: when the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal, and it's too damned late.”