Things We Never Got Over

There’s a difference between taking care of someone because you love them and taking care of someone because you want them to love you,”

There’s a difference between taking care of someone because you love them and taking care of someone because you want them to love you,”

You needed a hug

Do not cry,” I ordered.

Her eyes were damp. “Cry? I’m not going to cry.”

She was a shit liar

She had fucking flowers in her hair. The woman was a romantic. Another strike against her in my book. Romantics were the hardest women to shake loose.

There’s a difference between taking care of someone because you love them and taking care of someone because you want them to love you,” she continued.

“Yeah, what?” I pressed.
“I would have loved you.”
“How do you know?” I demanded, my voice a rasp.
“Because I already do, dummy.”
And with that, she walked out of my office.

That you’re scared down to your fucking bones that you’ll fall hard and end up like Dad. Like Liza J. That you won’t be able to hold up under the bad.”

You’ve got a big heart, and sooner or later, once all this drama is over, someone is going to look at you and recognize it. And they’re going to want to take care of you for a change.”

There’s a difference between taking care of someone because you love them and taking care of someone because you want them to love you,” she continued.