"years from now i won’t remember every day or the things that made us laugh so hard until our stomachs hurt, but i’ll always remember that you were the one that was there, always."
-anonymous
“Isn’t it funny how the memories you cherish before a breakup can become your worst enemies afterwards? The thoughts you loved to think about, the memories you wanted to hold up to the light and view from every angle - it suddenly seems a lot safer to lock them in a box, far from the light of day and throw away the key. It’s not an act of bitterness. It’s an act of self-preservation.”
