I'm Not Her

... We're just different." "Yeah," I say. "I'm mute and you have verbal diarrhea.

You don't have to say yes to everything, you know. It's okay to say no.

I love you. I don't always understand you, but I love you.

I don't think there's a good reason to run unless someone's chasing me. Seriously.

I just wanted a chance. You know. Like everyone else.

The heart can function with the wound but it never entirely heals.

There's not always time to say everything.

There are bigger things to worry about. Bigger things than unrequited love and false kisses.

It feels like you stole from me, like you used me. In more ways than one.

I know what it's like to look for someone to fill up the whole inside you.

Things aren't always as bad as they seem.

I don't want to know their secrets. There's only so far I can go.

When I was in the hospital, Jeremy made a bet. That you would go to the Winter Ball with Clark." "Really?" I smile. "We're just friends." I tell her. She nods. "They're the best kind.

The heart can function but it never entirely heals.