Using your headphones to drown out your mind.

I think the telling thing within a relationship is whether either one is willing to fight for it, whether either one acknowledges the fact that it's going to be hard and that the scene in The Notebook actually applies to all couples, not just the ones with such a story line it makes grown men cry and create the phrase "I Notebooked him."

At what stage do we agree there is an end? When do we stop trying to find a way through the impass? Regret is possible the worst emotion you could feel, old and frail, riddled with arthritis and in a rocking chair thinking, "I should have tried harded, now it's a memory I can't forget." When do you know which choice was the right one? And when does it stop hurting? I could say I don't care and I could say it meant nothing, but that wouldn't be true in the slightest.

Just because it's over doesn't mean we forget.