I see Nick's number. I debate whether to assign a name to his number. If I commit to that, then I will truly be heartbroken if he never calls me again; my heart will knot each and every time I use this phone and see his name in there. I would probably end up having to trash the phone entirely.

We gather the things we learned, and they don't nearly add up to fill the space of a life. You will miss the taste of Froot Loops. You will miss the sound of traffic. You will miss your back against his. You will miss him stealing the sheets. Do not ignore these things.

Slowly would be better than not at all.

you’d think that silence would be peaceful. but really, it’s painful.

I could point out that it isn't always easy knowing who you are and what you want, because then you have no excuse for not trying to get it.

I want to take back at least half of the “I love you”s, because I didn’t mean them as much as the other ones.

Your life is inescapable. Unless you decide to escape it.