That's how life is. Sometimes there are happy endings, sometimes there aren't, and more often there are shades of gray.

Then he asks if he can kiss me. It is a question I don’t usually like. Just do it, I always think.

In my stories, I think, as I've gotten older, the characters have become stronger and more independent, and more capable of making unconventional decisions.

I miss us, too. I always have, and probably always will

Things are what they are and there's no point dwelling in the past or wondering what could have been.

...love is the sum of our choices, the strength of our commitments, the ties that bind us together.

[The] maid of honor - the unambiguous, grown-up equivalent of wearing best friend necklaces.