I didn't want to leave things the way we had, unresolved, ... and tried to tell myself he cared about me enough not to look elsewhere for what I wasn't giving him.

So he didn't have to prove how he felt about me. Like so much else, I should just know.

Shoulda, coulda, woulda. It's so easy in the past tense.

I wasn't ready for this, but then I probably never would be, and this year, like so much else, wouldn't wait. I had no choice but to get out of my car, with everyone watching and begin in earnest, alone. So I did

And that was it; it was so easy for her. My own memories did not even belong to me. But I knew she was wrong. I had seen that comet. I knew it as well as I knew my own face, my own hands. My own heart.

I would miss Colby, but it wasn't going anywhere. All the more reason why I should.

but you could also look at it the other way. Like you’re saying no matter how bad things are for you, I can still relate.