"... she might have actually been doing the same thing I was that night, trying to hold on to something she used to love, something that used to be the best thing in her life. But no matter how tight she squeezed, it was gone. I think we both knew it that night. But, like I said, neither one of us did anything about it."
I'm not going to lie. This book hits me pretty hard. I know that I constantly give off the I-don't-give-a-fuck kind of vibe and I try pretty hard to act emotionless, but reading the line above definitely brought a couple tears to my eyes. Not because I'm sad that things aren't the way they were before, but I'd just rather not be the reason for someone else's possible unhappiness. I honestly think that things have changed for the better, even if that means that I've lost something I care about. I'd rather prevent the unfortunate than pretending that there won't be any to come. It may be a pessimistic approach, but you really don't know me. _____ doesn't deserve that and until this phase ends, no one really does.
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
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