High school sweetheart" is such an
innocuous-sounding term for something that can tear out your guts.
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If breakups are like deaths, then ex sightings are like seeing a ghost: you feel goose bumps, near loss of bladder control, and the sensation of your heart bursting in your throat. The distinction is that the ex is alive.
Daria SnadowskyTags: breakups
This is what happened in love. One of you cried a lot and then both of you grow sarcastic.
Lorrie MooreI am so sorry for you, Leslie.' She said it like she really meant it. But not like she was completely surprised. 'And for him. Because he's lost you now.' This last part undid me. Despite her cruel criticism of me over the years, from where she sat, I was anyone and everyone's prize.
Leslie Morgan SteinerI love you. I hate you. I like you. I hate you. I love you. I think you’re stupid. I think you’re a loser. I think you’re wonderful. I want to be with you. I don’t want to be with you. I would never date you. I hate you. I love you…..I think the madness started the moment we met and you shook my hand. Did you have a disease or something?
Shannon L. AlderTags: humor life insanity romance marriage relationships funny hatred adversity dating unrequited-love anger feelings choices confusion divorce disease insane battles boyfriends in-love crush breakups crazy-love struggles partners spouse lack-of-communication mixed-signals exboyfriends stupid-women unfinished-business exgirlfriends exspouse insane-love mad-love obsessive-love stupid-men
All of the emotions that hit people at times like these, all of them, were coursing through us both like a secret we couldn’t tell. Because if we said everything we were thinking and feeling right then…if we laid it all out for one another…we might not like the way the words strung together. Or the way fear and hope and bitterness and love mashed up into one big mess in the pits of our stomachs.
Laura Anderson KurkTags: romance dating separation intimacy long-distance-love young-adult-fiction breakups teen-fiction glass-girl henry-whitmire meg-kavanagh laura-anderson-kurk perfect-glass
And what do you want?”
I almost choked. “How could you even ask me that, Henry?”
He sighed. “Because I’m thousands of miles away. Because I Skyped into your living room late one night and there’s a dude sitting next to you in the dark. Because Thanet tells me things. And Tennyson sent me a picture of you in a dress that looks like lingerie.”
“It’s not that bad,” I said.
“I didn’t say it was bad, Meg. It’s about a million miles from bad.” His voice was breaking with exasperation. “Things are crazy here, and I’m questioning everything.
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Henry drew a shaky breath. “Do me a favor, Meg.”
“Anything,” I whispered.
“Don’t fall for Quinn O’Neill. If you’re going to do this thing with him…go to this dance, don’t fall for him.”
“Never,” I said. “I promise.”
“Because I’m all filled up on sad right now.” He sniffed again and I could tell he was more in control. “And you can’t ask me to sit by and watch you get all caught up in this guy. I can’t handle that—thinking he swept you off your feet because he bathed in body spray and dressed up.” His voice sounded rough. “I know you think I’m being funny right now, but I’m completely serious. Don’t make me watch that happen.”
“You know my heart,” I said. “It’s yours.
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Look at this one.” I picked up a small painting of a man with dark hair and a short, dark beard. He wore a loose shirt, cobalt blue, unbuttoned at the top, showing a prominent, knobby collarbone. He looked…complicated and hungry. She’d captured him focused intensely on a book, his face pressed against a wall like he was resting. Or waiting.
Laura Anderson KurkTags: art love romance college creativity dating artist relationship volunteerism painting high-school ya painter young-adult-fiction breakups teen-fiction glass-girl henry-whitmire meg-kavanagh laura-anderson-kurk perfect-glass long-distance-relationship
Whenever it rains, I remember him, not as a tear that hails down as a raindrop, but as a God of fertility. As, every time I remember him, his memories conceive a baby of emotions in me!
Mehek BassiTags: life experience pain love philosophy hurt memory memories separation lovers breakup breakups love-story
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