“It's amazing. Some people, they just say these small little things, one sentence and it changed the way you feel about them in an instant. Small little words that can hurt you so much or make you fall deeply in love forever. It changes everything, nothing between you is ever really the same again, even if they don't know it, it still happens.”
“If you still think about him, it's okay. If he's still all you can talk about, it's okay. If you still can't fall asleep because of the thought of him on your mind, it's okay. It's okay, because all of these things will slowly fade. It's okay, because one day you'll wake up and realize you're over him. You won't forget him, but you will see that being without him will make you a little less sad every day. So don't give up and believe in yourself, because it will all be okay in the end.”
"I don't miss you. I don't miss how we used to talk every day, all day. I don't miss how easy it used to be between us. I don't miss how I'd tell you even the most random, ridiculous event that happens to me. I don't miss telling you about my dreams. I don't miss that you knew how to cheer me up when no one else could. I don't miss how you always found something funny to say to make a bad situation a little better. I don't miss how we understood each other so well, we didn't need to talk to know what went on through the other's mind. I don't miss your hug. I don't miss your company. I don't miss you. Except that I am lying. I totally and utterly miss you."
“But what if you never got to kiss him? What if you never got to hold his hand? What if you never got to feel his arms around you, breathe in the air around him and feel his silence? How do you get over him then? What if you still have his laughter spilling out of your pockets, the sound of him saying your name ringing in your ears, wishing that he'd grab your arm when you were walking away, knowing that he never would? How do you get over someone who you never had? How do you forget things that never happened?
Do you ever stop loving someone who never knew how you felt? Do you ever learn to forgive yourself for not telling them?”