"Did I really love, or was I addicted to the pain, the exquisite pain, of wanting someone so unattainable. And just like that I untied myself, and I was free. But there was nothing exquisite about it."
"I found the guy that loves me for my personality, and not just my body. I found the guy who loves the idea of spending a Friday night in with me, watching movies. I found the guy who accepts the fact that I have “my days” and that I’m completely insecure at times. I found the guy that will buy me something just because he was thinking about me. I found the guy that will be my best friend and my boyfriend, who knows all my secrets, inside and out, and still loves me more than I know."
"I think you do love me. Or you could love me. But you’re just too stubborn and scared to admit it because the last time you really gave your heart to someone it got broken. And I get that, I’ve been there. But somewhere along the line you gave up on the idea that you deserve to feel this way again."
"To lose someone you love is to alter your life forever. You don’t get over it because ‘it’ is the person you loved. The pain stops, there are new people, but the gap never closes. How could it? The particularness of someone who mattered enough to grieve over is not made anodyne by death. This hole in my heart is in the shape of you and no-one else can fit it. Why would I want them to?"
"Have you ever wondered if everyone is going through the same thing as you? Or if they’ve already been through it or maybe they haven’t yet but they will soon. Because the truth is, we’ve all been in that place. We may call it different names, we may think we’re the only ones but we’re not. But i just hope for the next person who’s going through it has someone there to help them along the way, because i don’t think i’d want someone else to go through the things like me and other people have been through. Sometimes some people deserve better, and the people who hurt them deserve whats coming."