“If only love is so simple. Like a switch. Turn it on and off, make it transferable, refundable, negotiable, and most importantly, reversible.”

Yeah. That’s what I SAID.

My name’s not Summer, but I feel her when she said

Summer: I woke up one morning and I just knew.
Tom: Knew what?
Summer: What I was never sure of with you.

But what happened to those kisses, the smiles that meant the world in those oh-so-special moments…

And the magic that happened. I didn’t feel that with anyone else.

How many love stories that were told actually have a good ending? What’s good? And what’s beautiful?

How about being delusional about love?

Expectations vs reality.

Enjoy the difference.

Then it’s like…

Being bitter…and cynical about every single element about l0ve and relationships.

But really it’s driving you crazy just thinking about that person. Everything, every moment every breath…is a blur, yet so vivid.

Uh-huh.

You laughed so much and you wanted time to stop.

Deep down you know it doesn’t last. It won’t. Good things never do last.

And as you walk down memory lane. Maybe the person will come back to you.

Meanwhile, like Tom said,

“Either she’s an evil, emotionless, miserable human being, or… she’s a robot.”

Still waiting for that elusiveness to go away. Go away. Say bye.

Yes it is.

And finally, my name’s Melissa Jane.