Why does it take fear to move you? Why does it take chaos to make us understand exactly what we need to do?

These things...they are who you are. They brought you here. To this day. You didn't give me a chance to understand that ever the unattractive parts of you, the messy parts, were something I could accept.

We loved each other in the same difficult, unusable way where you took turns doing it, instead of ever managing to do it at the same time.

I'm not sure we get to choose when or where we find what we're looking for.

There are different ways to be confused about how someone's disappointed you. Some lie about the future because they wanted to forget the past. But some will lie about the past because they think it will give you both a future.

We have to figure out how to let go, and forgive. This is our job.

It's harder to appreciate what you don't have to look hard to find.