Sometimes I get swept up with the intensity of how feelings change... Knowing a person all your life, loving with all you have and then getting hurt badly. Then you look at them today and you feel... Absolutely nothing. No anger, no pain, no lingering feelings... Nothing.

“Well as for now I’m gonna hear the saddest songs and sit alone and wonder how you’re making out, but for me I wish that I was anywhere with anyone… making out.”

-Dashboard Confessional

“I will not be the first one to speak. And if he never calls me again, I’ll always think of him fondly. As an asshole.”

-Sex and the City

“The hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you, and when the feelings got too strong I’d write you another letter. But I never sent them, in fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t want to ever forget that.”

-The Notebook