I knew it in my bones. That this time was it. I had finally made my choice, and so had he. He let me go. I was relieved, which I expected. What I didn't expect was to feel so much grief.

Would you rather live one perfect day over and over or live your life with no perfect days but just decent ones?

Maybe that was how it was with all first loves. They own a little piece of your heart, always.

I loved the feeling of talking and having somebody really listen to what I have to say. It was like a high or something.

If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.

There are moments in life that you wish with all your heart you could take back. Like, just erase from existence. Like, if you could, you'd erase yourself right out of existence too, just to make that moment not exist.

Victory is a thousand times sweeter when you're the underdog.