The scariest thing about distance is that you don’t know whether they’ll miss you or forget you.

You have no idea how much the last few days have meant to me," I began. "Meeting you has been the best thing that's ever happened to me.

I don't want to lose you.' His voice almost a whisper. Seeing his haggard expression, she took his hand and squeezed it, then reluctantly let it go. She could feel the tears again, and she fought them back. 'But you don't want to keep me, either, do you?' To that, he had no response.

And maybe, just maybe, it will.

Henry nodded, thinking, 'If you were any more whipped, little brother, they'd serve you on ice cream.

It might seem as the hardest thing to do, but you have to forget the guy who forgot about you.

Everyone wanted to believe that endless love was possible. She'd believed in it once too, back when she was eighteen. But she knew that love was messy, just like life. It took turns that people couldn't foresee or even understand, leaving a long trail of regret in its wake. And almost always, those regrets led to the kinds of what if questions that could never be answered.