If you were dead," Owen told her, "you'd have bigger problems than what you were wearing.

Once, I was easy. Now, I was choosy. See? Big difference.

Looking back, it seemed like it should have been harder to lose someone, or have them lose you, especially when they were in the same state, only a few towns over.

The fate of your heart is your choice and no one else gets a vote

If you didn't love him, this never would have happened. But you did. And accepting that love and everything that followed it is part of letting it go.

He was not my boyfriend. On the other hand, he wasn't just a friend either. Instead, our relationship was elastic, stretching between those two extremes depending on who else was around, how much either of us had to drink, and other varying factors. This was exactly what I wanted, as commitments had never really been my thing. And it wasn't like it was hard, either. The only trick was never giving more than you were willing to lose.

Lifestyle is an terrible, unpleasant put to not have a very finest buddy.