We found out a long time ago that we weren’t meant to fall in love with each other. But a part of me still fell in hope with him.

Every person is a possibility. The hopeless romantics feel it most acutely, but even for others, the only way to keep going is to see every person as a possibility.

You think you know your possibilities. Then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

tiny: did someone die? me: yeah, i did. he smiles again at that. tiny: well, then... welcome to the afterlife.

I saw his scars - the visible ones-and saw how breaking him had not made him any less beautiful. If anything, he stood stronger, because he'd survived.

I'm not a very happy person," I told him."But sometimes I can trick myself into thinking I am.

I am breathing. In dreams, we never bother to breathe.