Sometimes the space between knowing what to do and actually doing it is a very short walk. Other times it is an impossible expanse.

But I still has enough longing for that concept that I didn't want to dispel it completely. Meaning: I didn't want to tell Lily that I felt we'd all been duped by Plato and the idea of a soul mate. Just in case it turned out that she was mine.

I love you-I do-but I am afraid of making that love too important. Because you're always going to leave me, A. We can't deny it. You're always going to leave.

I love you,” she says. “I love you,” I say. And then we hang up, because nothing else needs to be said after that. I want to give Zara her life back. Even if I feel I deserve something like this, I don’t deserve it at her expense.

Feeling someone else's anger is bad; being left alone is worse.

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

Honestly, I'm just trying to live day to day