I can keep picking small fights, or brave the big one. Time to screw my courage. Or go down trying.

I want you to play me like a cello.

...no way through it but through it," I tell myself.

You're just trying on different identities, like everyone in those Shakespeare plays. And the people we pretend at, they're already in us. That's why we pretend them in the first place.

There’s a difference between losing something you knew you had and losing something you discovered you had. One is a disappointment. The other feels like losing a piece of yourself.

You can have your wishes, your plans, but at the end of the day, it's out of your control -Mia

You talked to me, but you didn’t. I could see you having these two-sided conversations. The things you wanted to say to me. And the words that actually came out.