I Do Not Expect To Get What

Sorrow Comes With So Many Defense Mechanisms. You Have Your Shock, Your Denial, Your Getting Wasted, Your Cracking Jokes, And Your Religion. You Also Have The Old Standby Catchall—the Blind Belief In Fate, The Whole "things Happening For A Reason" Drill.

Sure, We Were Friends Who Exchanged Soulful Glances, Friends Who Slept In A Bed Filled With Sexual Tension, Friends Who Found Any Excuse To Touch, But I Worried That We'd Never Take That Perilous Leap Of Faith Toward Becoming A Real Couple, A Permanent Team.

Change Can Be Good But Its Always Tough To Let Go Of The Past

I Will Find The Good In This Loss. I Will Make Something Happen That Wouldn't Have Happened Otherwise.

[the] Maid Of Honor - The Unambiguous, Grown-up Equivalent Of Wearing Best Friend Necklaces.