Everything good requires sacrifices.
The path of your life can change in an instant.
He no longer represented someday a possibility. He represented a road not taken a road that suddenly shot so far into the distance she couldn’t see it anymore.
How many times could you give up on someone you loved?
He'd pushed her. He'd scared her. He'd besieged her. He'd vowed he wouldn't, and he did.
She was still waiting for him to come back to her, even though he wasn't going to. She was still holding out for something that wasn't going to happen. She was good at waiting. That seemed like a sad thing to be good at.