This is what moving on looks like...

All these things I wish I could tell you, they’re coming out a little at a time. Not to you, but coming out all the same.

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You forget what you want to remember, and you remember what you want to forget.

Cormac McCarthy, The Road

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Don’t lose yourself in the process of holding on to someone who doesn’t care about losing you.

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Sometimes I have the strangest feeling about you. Especially when you are near me as you are now. It feels as though I had a string tied here under my left rib where my heart is, tightly knotted to you in a similar fashion. And when you go, with all that distance between us, I am afraid that this cord will be snapped, and I shall bleed inwardly.

Charlotte Brontë

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Sometimes I don’t even know if I’m extremely happy or extremely sad. It happens a lot when I think of you.

Antonia Michaelis, The Storyteller

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And you won’t hold me down anymore, either.

And you won’t hold me down anymore, either.

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It happens to everyone as they grow up. You find out who you are and what you want, and then you realize that people you’ve known forever don’t see things the way you do. So you keep the wonderful memories, but find yourself moving on.

Nicholas Sparks

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