But the thought of moving on from something I never had is depressing.

I have no interest in maintaining a relationship with someone who didn’t love me enough to stick around.

This body is yours. It is your home. The keeper of your soul. The resting place of your spirit. No one can ever take that away.

I can’t tell how much of our connection is because of the things we still have in common or the one thing that bonds us for life. But no matter what happens, I know I can totally count on Erin for anything. And she knows I’d do anything for her.

But if your boyfriend, out of nowhere and with no advance warning whatsoever, dumps you for no apparent reason, is it really about you? Or is it all him?

Because if you take a risk, you just might find what you're looking for.

We can’t help who we love. Love isn’t logical, or even our choice. Love chooses us.