Kristina Mahr

We are not in this together, I am in this alone.

I will never be free of you—I would never want to be.

Whatever you think regrets weigh, they weigh more.

When two rivers meet, it’s called a confluence.

Did someone break it enough times for you to decide it wasn’t worth the risk, it wasn’t worth the reward.

I don’t know if it will ever disappear.

Yes, it is good that you left. That was too many tears, too much sadness, too much, too much for one girl to take.

And now I see the world without you.

I wonder which memories you kept.

So maybe we aren’t written in the stars.

I learned how easy it is to forget.

What nobody tells you is that when somebody stops loving you, you’re expected to stop loving them.

I meant to sell it earlier, but I wanted to save my money for cross-country plane tickets to see a man about my heart.

I want to get to the end of my life and know that I found the edges of what I could be and expanded it into more.

Finally, a resolution I don’t think I’ll have any trouble keeping.

Before you, I didn’t know how far I would go for love.

If you give your heart to a dog, it will be broken.

I want you to know that you didn’t break me. (It’s important to me that you know that you didn’t break me.)