that's it -- hundreds of texts and conversations, thousands upon thousands of words spoken and sent, all boiled down into a single line. is that what relationships become? a reduced version of the hurt, nothing else let in. it was more than that. i know it was more than that.

“Life tells you to take the elevator, but love tells you to take the stairs.”

“We gather the things we learned, and they don't nearly add up to fill the space…”

“And it doesn’t even matter if it’s true or not. What matters is that I feel it,…”

“there was a time before youbut I can't remember it nowa time before your beauty…”