Reminders of Him

by Colleen Hoover

The people here just wander around like their worlds are right-side-up—like they aren’t about to fall off the pavement and land in the sky.

And you. I miss expensive coffee and you. Love, Kenna

want to learn how to talk to people without wishing I could retract every word I said.

life can be so fucking cruel and hard, and I’ve wanted to quit living it so many times, but then moments like these remind me that happiness isn’t some permanent thing we’re all trying to achieve in life, it’s merely a thing that shows up every now and then, sometimes in tiny doses that are just substantial enough to keep us going.

but it’s hard to be recognized when you aren’t even missed.

People say you fall in love, but fall is such a sad word when you think about it. Falls

Crying

are never good. You fall on the ground, you fall behind, you fall to your death.

Whoever was the first person to say they fell in love must have already fallen out of it. Otherwise, they’d have ...

I miss you all the time, even when we’re together.”

you decide right now, right here. Are you gonna live in your sadness or are you gonna die in it?”

I feel like I have no clue what’s going on in her life now. Not that I want to know. It’s strange, being involved in every facet of another human being, and then suddenly not knowing anything.

It’s also strange thinking you know someone but then later realizing maybe you didn’t know them at all.

We’re all just a bunch of sad people doing what we have to do to make it until tomorrow.

There was before you and there was during you. For some reason, I never thought there would be an after you. But there was, and I was in it. I’ll be in it forever.