I'm just writing what I know. I've never been much of a reader of fantasy, and I think you write what you, personally, enjoy reading.

It's nice to have options even if you can't take them.

It passed, though. That was the bad thing. It always passed.

If there's one thing I've learned in the last few months, it's that sometimes you just have to close your eyes and jump.

I wasn't sure what I expected her to do or say to this. It was all new to me from that second on. But clearly, she'd been there before. It was obvious in the easy way she shrugged off her bag, letting it fall with a thump onto the sand, before sitting down beside me. She didn't pull me close for a big bonding hug or offer up some saccharine words of comfort, both of which would have sent me running for sure. Instead she gave me nothing but her company, realizing even before I did this that this, in fact, was just what I needed.

Despite our differences, we did have a history. No one understood where I was coming from the way he did.

Apologies come in all shapes and sizes. You can give diamonds, candy, flowers, or just your deepest heartfelt sentiment.