God, this kiss. It was the kind she’d remember forever, that would invade her dreams and haunt her in quiet moments. The kind her older self could look back on and know, once, she’d really lived. The kind that, no matter what, she could never, ever regret.

It was one of those awful moments where you have no control over your reaction, when the pain is too exposed to hide.

The unfair thing about the whole situation was that she still missed him sometimes, or rather the good parts about him.

Cheaters are people who have a lot of stuff to work out, and they’re working it out on your time and with your heart.

That night with you, nothing compared to it. Nothing ever came close.

So much time had gone by, but emotionally, it still felt like yesterday

Inside I knew he was meant to be the boy who taught me about life. Even if he broke my heart eventually.