Acting like you don't care is not letting it go.
Experience is the best teacher.
Isn't it about time you fought back?
I want to feel what’s mine. What’s always been mine.
Maybe that's the thing I'd been missing about love. You don't withhold it or partition it out when it's deserved. You can't control it like that.
That’s the thing about change. It can be gradual. Slow and almost unnoticeable. Or it can be sudden, and you don’t even know how you could’ve been any other way.