You were once my other half and you left part of yourself in me when you left. We might have lost touch, but I never truly lost you.
Thank you for your willingness to learn what I need when I feel particularly anxious and to respect boundaries.
Love isn’t about liking every part about a person. If it was, breakups wouldn’t suck. We miss the person we were when he was here. Sometimes we feel like that person will never be back.
I’m a firm believer in life finding us exactly what and who we need when the time is right.
Whether your life is falling into place or spinning out of your control, I am here. And I am not going anywhere.
They’re protective. They will know if that guy is fooling you and they’ll be the first ones to tell you.
Spend more time with the hopeless romantics. The ones who think you can be with the one you truly love. The ones who believe that old lovers come back and love changes people and love conquers all.
I have a picture of Venice as my wallpaper on my work computer. I float off into a montage scene of me living in that picture: me reading Dickens in a little Italian cafe, sunlight pooling over the pages; me riding a gondola down a rusted canal. How do you fulfill an addiction that draws you out of your life?
The Brother. This is the guy who will be on your side, no matter what.
Dear Best Friend, I think you deserve the world, yet somehow I don’t think you always see that. But I want you to know, I often find my own self wondering what I did to deserve you.