Wheather it is conscious or not, you eventually make the decision to divide your life in half - before and after - with loss being that tight bubble in the middle. You can move around in spite of it; you can laugh and smile and carry on with your life, but all it takes is one slow range of motion, a doubling over, to be fully aware of the empty space at your center.

Eric understands that the world is rarelythe way it is supposed to be. And he knows that, given the chance, we don't have to wait for someone to make messes of our lives. We do a good enough job, ourselves.

She was forced to consider the startling fact that the love of her life might not actually be someone with whom she could spend a lifetime.

the letters are mixed up. U and I should be together.

Or. I hate that word. It’s two letters long and stuffed to the gills with reasonable doubt.

Life was what happened when all the what-ifs didn't.

I think her flaws make me love her even more. She's not perfect, but she's perfect to me