You let them go again and again.

I knew when I met you that there was something about you that was going to change something about me.

Sorry I can no longer put your needs above my own.

Trust that you have gotten you this far and hardship is momentary.

If I could forget you I would leave.

Sometimes, you touched me a little too rough.

Cancers are sensitive and tend to attach tightly to those they keep close to them.

You taught me that.

Old habits, toxic friends, aimless jobs, broken dreams. None are meant to live.

Who the fuck ever knew what Shakespeare was saying?