Daily texts become weekly. Plans to hangout become infrequent, then non-existent. He checks on you a little less. Needs to see you a little less. Relies on you a little less.
I hope you look for her in every woman you meet, but never find her.
I’m jealous of most of my friends.
What’s vital to remember is that we don’t know how much of it we have. We could have countless tomorrow’s ahead or just one. If you knew, would you change anything ? Would you do anything differently?
You are the calm to the stormy days. You bring stability to my chaos. You light up my life during my most trying times and you pushed me to take one more step when I was on the verge of giving up.
I’m the type of person that gets talked over during conversations. The type of person that ends up walking on the grass or behind the rest of my friends, because there’s not enough room on the sidewalk for all of us.
I can’t wave a magic wand and fix you, make all of your problems disappear like a rabbit in a hat, but I can be here for you, always, and I will be.
I know friends are supposed to stay together but sometimes we need to grow apart
Will a sexual relationship always trump a platonic one?
We will say goodbye, not because we’ve reached an ending, but because that’s the word you say when you begin a new chapter in your life’s story. And that goodbye does not mean the book closes; we simply turn a page.