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"Leaving evoked more emotion... More letters, more crying, more feelings, more love than staying ever did."

"For all the things I’ve done for you and continue to for you, you may never be able to pay me back. But you pay me in kisses, hugs, smiles, and laughter I never asked you for. And for that I am eternally grateful."

"I am not afraid of being alone. I am afraid of confined lines and tight spaces. No growth and love that inspires no change within. I am scared of being stifled, I am scared of being stomped out. I am scared of following traditions only to hit decades in, and realize there was not much of a point to them."

"Out of sight out of mind for you while distance just made my heart grow fonder for you."

"you are silent when I need you to scream for me."

"I inhaled deeply as your new girlfriend walked passed me... She did not smell like you... When we loved each other, I used to reek of you."

"You deserve Hot chocolate, And foot rubs, And a choice of Which nail polish Out of your favorite Essie fall brands. And you deserve To vent, And scream And cry about… That one girl at work. Or that one kid at work, Or that one doctor, That one teacher, That one person... That makes you too sad Or too upset. And you deserve to let it All out."

"Talking with you was different than seeing you. And seeing you couldn't compare to smelling you. You left an intoxicating scent on the neck of my shirt. Whenever I felt a breeze hit my right shoulder I inhaled and was wasted off you. Tasting you could not compare to touching you. In fact, they are brothers both competing for God's satisfaction."

"... I am a hoarder—a collector of people. Because I fear being alone, and at least this way, I can fill myself with the parts of them no one else saw beautiful enough to keep. And maybe, someday, somehow, they will make me whole again."

"I suppose, I am a collector of people. A hoarder of spirits, of pain, of anguish, anxiety, depression, of anything that anyone has ever shared with me. Every story, every heartbreak, every tear, or cut, or cry—everything stays with me."

"Get you a girl who stayed up late at night reading romance novels, and taking notes. A girl who stayed up watching sci-fi, divorce court and unsolved mysteries to balance the fairy tales in her head."

"Get you a girl unafraid to attempt anything because she was never anyone's first pick. Get you a girl that never had to live up to anyone's standards but her own. Get you a girl who society thinks she's a bore. One who didn't become societies little whore. Get you a visionary, a teacher, lover, and artist, a nurturer. Get you a mother long before she gives birth."

"Get you a girl that spent more time with things she loved rather than things that loved her. Because at the tender age of four she knew there wasn't much love."

"You are your parents battle scars and open wounds. You are your mother’s regret you are your father’s absence. You are your brother’s misery. You are your sister’s tears. You are filled with everything that is not you."

"You are unworthy of my love but it is yours to keep."

"This book is for all the text messages we never pressed “send” for. The paragraphs we deleted in order to replace our response with something less responsive. For far too long silence has been painted with one color when it is an entire rainbow. Silence has a voice..."

"This book is dedicated to the raging silence that takes place in our heads. That space we go to during an argument with a current or former lover. The painful words that have stripped us naked. This is to “Nothing is wrong” when everything is. The covering up of the silence. Dedicated to the death we did not mourn properly."