"I have done bad things. I can’t take them back, and they are part of who I am. Most of the time, they seem like the only thing I am."
"It’s better to have nobody, than to have someone who is half there, or doesn’t want to be there."
"Most things will be okay eventually, but not everything will be. Sometimes you’ll put up a good fight and lose. Sometimes you’ll hold on really hard and realize there is no choice but to let go. Acceptance is a small, quiet room."
Three years later, a new girl sits cross-legged on your bed.
She tastes like a different flavor of bubblegum than you are used to.
She opens up a book that you had to read in high school, and a folded picture of us falls out of chapter three.
Now there are two unfinished stories resting in her lap.
Inevitably, she asks, and you tell her.
You say: I dated her a while back.
You don’t say: Sometimes, when I’m holding you, I imagine the smell of her vanilla perfume.
You say: She was younger than me.
You don’t say: The sixteen summers in her bones warmed the eighteen winters my skin had weathered.
You say: It’s nothing now.
You don’t say: But it was everything then.
"I mean, I hope you’re happy,
But the sky is still the sky without you,
And I’m not surprised by that anymore."
"Do not feel sorry for me.
I mean, who really got the raw
end of the deal here?
I only lost you: a lying, frightened,
using and abusive poor
excuse for a human being.
And you lost me."
"People grow apart, and sometimes there’s nothing anyone can do about it."
"I forgave everybody
I gave up
I got drunk"