I think about the hurt and the lies, and I want to kill myself. But it would solve nothing. And it would be the only thing I could do that would be worse than what i've already done. So here I am. And I can't unlove him, and I can't have him, and I can't be his friend, but that's all I've got.
People miss a lot in life.
I think they miss most of it. If we're lucky, we notice. If we're lucky, we get right, the second or third time around. But we're not always lucky. We can't always get that other chance.