Extraordinary Means

You couldn’t replace me if you tried,” Nick boasted. “I’m impossible to replace. Like a girl’s virginity.”

“But not a boy’s virginity?” I asked.

“Oh, shut up,”

It was the pressure of being told two things: 1. That I only had a short amount of time, and 2. That I had to get everything right.

There’s a difference between missing someone and mourning them. And I hold out hope that one day I will no longer mourn Sadie, that I will simply remember her, and smile sadly, and then I’ll keep going.

against you, or how heavy your burden, or how tragic your love story. You keep going.
It took a lot of things to make me realize that. To make me see the path, as opposed to the destination.

Because that’s all you can do in this world, no matter how strong the current beats

to know that pain can’t be taken away. It has to leave on its own. And I wasn’t sure mine was the type of pain that wanted to go away.

Being temporary doesn’t make something matter any less, because the point isn’t for how long, the point is that it happened.

go up at any moment, trapping you on the other side, keeping you from what you want. How the things that hurt the most are things we once had.

We all reach for whatever we think is going to dull the pain, and sometimes we don’t even want whatever it is, we just want to not be miserable, you know?

It’s strange how we can lose things that are still right there. How a barrier can