Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone.

so i do what i do best. i move in the opposite direction.

He knew that there was a difference between something that makes you happy and something that doesn’t make you unhappy. The trick was convincing yourself these were one and the same.

Do you remember the summer we signed you up for camp? And the night before you left, you said you've changed your mind and wanted to stay home? I told you to to get a seat on the left side of the bus, so when you pulled away, you'd be able to look back and see me there waiting for you." I press her hand against my cheek, hard enough to leave a mark. "You get that same seat in Heaven. One where you can watch me, watching you.

What if instead of focusing on what you don't have, you concentrate on what you've got?

They're fake bullets, so why do I feel like Im bleeding out?

You can't hate someone until you know what it might be like to love them.