How can you call it love when it hurt you so badly?" "It was love because it was worth it.

How in the world was I alone? Because I wanted to be. That's all I can say. It's all that makes sense to me.

And everyone knows you can’t disprove a rumor.

How many times had I let myself connect with someone only to have it thrown back in my face?

I'm listening to someone give up. Someone I knew—someone I liked. I'm listening... but still, I'm too late.

People grow apart, and sometimes, there nothing anyone can do about it.

But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.