From Moulin Rouge:
"Why does my heart cry,
Feelings I can't fight,
You're free to leave me
But please don't deceive me and
please believe me when I say
I love you"

I said "why is it so hard to get over him? Why did he have to send me that apology? It wasn't for me. I think it was for him. He wanted me to leave him alone. Why couldn't he leave me alone?"
"I didn't have to delete __'s number or leave facebook when we broke up this summer. Why is it different with this guy?"
Closure. Because I have no closure.
This is all part of the not-being-able-to-let-go thing. I'm gonna do it, though. I have to learn how. All it's ever done is hurt me.
Love is what you make of it, baby.
Do what your gut says. Fuck logic. Logic isn't joy. I just want to see you as you, not as the shell you show everyone else.
You're so beautiful and powerful and raw.
That brief glance was enough to satisfy me for this long. Why apologize? Stop playing games. Please.