“I'd watch her, amazed at just how much a person could accomplish fueled by tea and regret.”

“I don't know how to regret it. Because that would mean to regret that I ever met her and I can't make myself do that.”

“There really isn't a way to explain how a person you've seen every day of your life just isn't anymore. Someone just hit delete and she's gone.”

“I'd sit in a circle and a bunch of people who'd been through as much shit as I had would look at me like I snuck into the club without paying the cover. And I'd feel like screaming and telling them that I had paid it the same as everyone else in the room, I just didn't feel like waving around my receipt.”

“When I look at her now, I think, for just one second, that God doesn't hate me so much after all.”

“He turns back to the fountain so his eyes aren't on me anymore, but I think he's still watching. "I'd ask you, you know. If I was allowed. I'd ask you a thousand times until you'd tell me. But you won't let me ask.”

“If I could be alone, I would. Gratefully. I'd rather be alone than have to pretend I'm okay.”