it’s like the breakup all over again, only so much worse because this time we’re a year older, more clear-headed and not even attached this time.

there is a certain loneliness that comes from intelligence, from developing an understanding of the human condition. it’s not particularly a bad thing.

I’ve decided I’m going to stop coming back to you, after having known you these 8 years, and not having gone more than a couple of days without talking to you on the phone, holding your hand, laughing together, dreaming of the house we’d have, and the gorgeous adorable children…

I’m going to let go now, because I honestly love you too much to hurt you anymore.

You will always be in my heart. Maybe we’ll find each other again, someday in the future when things are different. we’ll definitely run into each other all the time anyway; and it’s going to be a little awkward.

what can i say? we were, and still are, too young and jaded for what we could have been.

you will always be in my heart.