Of course it hurts", she grumbled, tipping my head further back. "Life sucks. Get over it

Yes, it sucked getting dumped. But wasn't it better to just be brutally honest? To admit that your feeling for someone is never going to be powerful enough to justify taking up any more of their time? I was doing him a favor, really. Freeing him up for a better opportunity. In fact, I was a practically a saint, if you really thought about it. Exactly.

There's just something obvious about emptiness, even when you try to convince yourself otherwise.

If you're not getting hurt, you're not riding hard enough.

That was the thing. You just never knew. Forever was so many different things. It was always changing, it was what everything was really all about.

Nah," I said. "But if it does, just tell him I said to get back on the bike." "What?" "He'll understand.

So many times it seemed like there were chances to stop things before they started. Or even stop them in midstream. But it was even worse when you knew in that very moment that there was still time to save yourself, and yet you couldn't even budge.