Who can't relate to the idea of leaving one chapter behind and moving on to the next?

I can still love an ex as a person, regardless if the breakup was bad. I would never wish anything negative on them. It takes more energy to hate them than to wish them well.

By forgetting the past and by throwing myself into other interests, I forget to worry.

When you start using senses you've neglected, your reward is to see the world with completely fresh eyes.

I've always believed that if you don't stay moving, they will throw dirt on you.