I wanted to tell you that I just--I miss you. And maybe that sounds ridiculous--like we barely know each other, but between the emails and texts and... everything else, I felt like we did. Like we do. and I miss--I don't know how else to say it--I miss both of you.

The truth was, he now belonged only to my past, and it was time I begin to accept it, as much as it hurt to do so.

Whenever I appeared to have won an argument, Mom would say something like, 'Even broken clocks are right twice a day.

I watched him pull his t-shirt over his head. I could put hin on replay doing that and watch it all day.

People feel the need to choose sides when a relationship splits - it's human nature.

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

Alcohol removes inhibitions. It doesn't trigger criminal violence where there was none before.