Amy Horton

It’s not your fault that you fell for someone who listened to you and actually cared.

I keep thinking that I must want too much. I must expect too much. If I don’t, then why do I feel like no one can possibly give it to me?

Touch each other with affection, always.

It’s never too late. Repeat that to yourself.

There’s an empty spot in my heart where she used to be and it’s tender as hell sometimes.

If you’re anything like most people, your life could stand to be a bit more balanced.

You gently claimed me without any pretense or assumptions. You wanted me, and I wanted you back, and incredibly that was enough. It is enough.

If I’m always near the bottom, then I can’t fall too far. It may sound pathetic, but it’s oddly comforting.

It should’ve ended the day he chose her over me. It should’ve ended when he kissed me and then panicked and told me he just wanted to be friends. It should’ve probably never begun.

Thank you.

It’s not perfect, of course, but I’ll tell you what – it doesn’t need to be.

I made up a million ways to get your attention, ignoring the fact that you’d already cut the cord.

In addition to respect, you demand consideration from your lover. The two should go hand in hand.

Fast forward to the current moment – I’ve moved to a much smaller community up the coast.

But I’m not happy. No matter what I do, something isn’t right here.

I’m tired of torturing myself over someone who does not – and will not – feel deeply for me.

I’m working through this the best I can.

Be extremely truthful with each other and accept that the final outcome of that discussion very well could be the decision to end things.