“There’s nothing left of me, because you have it all.”
“When you have nothing left to lose. When there’s nothing left to gain. You find yourself at the edge of the world, wishing nothing would have changed,” I read and instantly got a twisted feeling in the pit of my stomach.“All you can do is jump.”
“I’ve stopped talking because there’s really nothing left to say and there’s this piercing sort of pain where my heart is. Maybe I’m even having a heart attack, but it doesn’t seem worth mentioning.”
“When I left, it was for you. Coming back was for you. There’s nothing you can say, nothing you can do that would make me leave you again.”
“There’s nothing he can do here for me, but I hate that he left.”
“But sometimes there’s nothing left to do but move on.”