It Ends with Us (It Ends with Us, #1)

by Colleen Hoover

I’m just going to keep pretending to be okay. I’ll keep pretending to swim, when really all I’m doing is floating. Barely keeping my head above water.

Just because we didn’t end up on the same wave, doesn’t mean we aren’t still a part of the same ocean.

Cycles exist because they are excruciating to break. It takes an astronomical amount of pain and courage to disrupt a familiar pattern. Sometimes it seems easier to just keep running in the same familiar circles, rather than facing the fear of jumping and possibly not landing on your feet.