The getting is easy; the keeping is the important part.

He's already chasing you. Now all you have to do is keep running. Just not too fast.

I thought about texting Lucas, but what would i say? That I'd tossed and turned all night, thinking of his hands on me?

I’ve been thinking about that proof I spoke of last time – that you’re where you’re supposed to be. And it occurred to me, can you prove you’d be better off somewhere else? If you’d have left the state, your relationship would have ended still. Maybe you’d have even blamed yourself, not knowing that it was doomed because of him, either way. Instead, you’re here. You got dumped, skipped class, and met the best econ tutor at the university! Who knows, maybe I’ll make you fall in love with economics.

But just because you’re strong and resilient doesn’t mean you never need someone to be there for you, to take care of you.

That macho protective bullshit is just some asshat man pissing on his territory so the other dogs will stay away.

No matter what grief or loss takes place, most of life flows on all around us, as though nothing's changed. At some point in our sorrow, we each make a choice to sink or swim. There's no alternative.