“Време е да се опитам да те забравя.”

“Искам някога някой да ме обича заради това, което съм. Да обича стила ми на музика, това, че пуша много цигари, цинизмите ми, а може би и разбитото ми сърце.”

“My chest just hurts, and I feel like I’m being choked to the point of where breathing feels different. Lying here makes me want to cry. I hate this so much.. I can’t stand this.. ya know.. I really, really, fuckin’ miss you right now.”

“She sat and watched him in the silence he had allowed to take over. Nothing seemed to matter at that one very moment, but the longer she sat there, the more she felt like she was dying. “So,” She said, taking a moment to pause. “What are we then?” His eyes seemed to glisten with several different yet deep and meaningful emotions. They held sadness, fear, his aniexty; yet he knew what to say. “We’re lovers who can’t be together right now. I love you, and you’re my world, but right now, here - I can’t love you because it won’t work. I’ll hurt you and hurt you and you’ll just keep coming back. I don’t want to kill you so emotionally and horribly that you can barely breathe or be yourself around me. We’ll be ghosts. But no matter what, I’ll still love you.”

“Just because we broke up doesn’t mean I’m going to regret being with you. I’m not going to regret getting hurt, or crying over you. My heart aches and my throats feels like I’m choking on my own oxygen, but that’s fine. I knew what I signed up for whenever I said yes, and because we both knew deep down it wouldn’t last. But if I could go back to the first day I ever fell in love with you, I’d go back in a heartbeat to relive every memory we ever made. You were the best god damn thing that ever happened to me.”