I disliked the unfamiliar happiness more than the familiar sadness
Though I may not flow where the wind guides me, I won’t become still water.
Robbing someone of their smile and putting it on your own face doesn't make you happy.
Some lessons are only delivered in the form of pain.
He laughed. I suddenly wanted to laugh, to laugh with him, to sit here, or maybe outside in the rain, and just laugh with him. But I couldn’t. I couldn’t even smile.
You lose yourself trying to hold on to someone who doesn't care about losing you