You can't hurt someone who doesn't care about you.
He was quiet. I said nothing, hoping that maybe, for once, he'd stop pretenting he was okay. Then I could, too. That we could both forget the roles that had so long bound us.
Scars are proof we can can survive
There seemed to be so much to say, but no words adequate to say it.
Abandoning a task that is futile and pointless is not giving up.
I had no words to give him. No explanation. I didn’t understand it, myself. It scared me, but then so do roller coasters, and I ride them anyway, too.