Why am I doing this all over again? Waiting for him to choose me.
Abby McDonaldHow many times has that happened? I find myself wondering. How many times have I sat, waiting, while he catches up with somebody else, somebody more important?
Abby McDonaldSo you try, and try, to move past it and forget about them, but it's like they're stuck in your head -- you can't just flip a switch and stop loving them! So you hate yourself for it because you know it's no use, but nothing you do seems to ever make a difference.
Abby McDonaldLet stuff simply unfold, for once in your life, without spinning all those hopeful romantic fantasies. The less time you spend dreaming up a world of happily ever after, the more time you’ll have to actually live — no evers or afters required.
Abby McDonaldMots clés life love reality dream fantasies happy-ever-after
I don't ever think about death. Not really, no more than a flicker of anxiety when I'm trying to merge on the highway or watching a news clip about some unfortunate girl my age. Even then, those are vague, passing ideas - not forty feet away with razor-sharp claws and angry teeth. But standing here, shaking with fear, I suddenly grasp the truth of it: the blood racing in my veins, the sharp tingle of my chilled skin, the intensity of every breath. This is my life.
Abby McDonaldThe specter of unrequited love can strike at any time, reducing even the most fearless, independent woman to a weepy wreck
Abby McDonaldJust because they were soul mates doesn't mean they had to last forever. Just because they felt true love doesn't mean they couldn't have a new life after that love was over.
Abby McDonaldMots clés love soul-mates
You’re not in love with me, not really, you just love the way I always made you feel. Like you were the centre of my world. Because you were. I would have done anything for you.
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