Christmas is a time for families.
I think what love is changes over time, as you grow older, learn more, do more.
Old pain doesn't completely die. Time may soothe it, stoke over it until it looks like it has healed, but it never dies properly. It stays with you, it lives in the cracks of your soul, waiting for moments when you feel true pain
I was in charge. Of it all. All the time. For ever.
Share too much and someone can hurt you.
To know other people thought he'd made a mistake vindicated me. I wasn't a bad girlfriend, he was simply going through a period of temporary insanity and he'd come to his senses soon.