Just because one person's problem is less traumatic than another's doesn't mean they're required to hurt less

It’s like irresistible poison: I’m mesmerized by the way it’s making me feel though it has the potential to crush my soul and I drink it down anyway.

I’m starting to get used to this feeling of not caring about anything.

...I watch her so much that I forget it's raining at all.

Well, I’m glad you didn’t drown.” His eyes warm up with his face. I smile back at him. “Yeah, that would’ve sucked.” “Definitely.

I could die in this bed with him right now, wrapped in his arms and I would never know that I had died.

I shattered that memory by going back there. Without realizing it until it was too late, I replaced that memory with the emptiness of that day.