When someone starts to change, and it’s obvious, it's sort of natural to wonder why. Right?

Maybe we were all destined to just keep doing the same stupid things, over and over again, never really learning a single thing.

You just had to know where to look.

It wasn’t so much that I was positive. I just wasn’t fully subscribing to such a negative way of thinking anymore.

You're wrong," I told her. "I lost that faith a long time ago." She looked at me as I said this, an expression of quiet understanding on her face. "Maybe you didn't, though," she said softly. "Lose it, I mean." "Lissa." "No, just hear me out." She looked out at the road for a second, then back at me. "Maybe, you just misplaced it, you know? It's been there. But you just haven't been looking in the right spot. Because lost means forever, it's gone. But misplaced... that means it's still around, somewhere. Just not where you thought.

So while it seemed like you were seeing everything, you really weren't. Just bits and pieces that looked like a whole.

At the same time, though, I was beginning to wonder if this was just how it was supposed to be for me, like perhaps I wasn't capable of having that many people in my life at any one time. My mom turned up, Nate walked away, one door opening as another clicked shut.