But it's never going to be you. They're never going to want you, never going to hug you or hold you. They're always going to push you away, and, even though you're not surprised, it still hurts every time. This is the price you pay for being alive, and this is the cost of falling in love. So maybe, you think, it's time to let go of your heart and die. But it's not.
Today, when you tripped me in the hall and laughed at me with your new, cool friends, it reminded me of those fun summers we spent together when we were little kids and how we swore we'd be friend forever.
So there's a mini golf course near where I live with a bunch of giant, plastic dinosaurs and stuff scattered around the place and there's a dinosaur named Steve there. A dinosaur. Named Steve. My life is complete.
Hey, do you mind if I tell you a story? One you might not have heard? All the elements in your body were forged many, many millions of years ago, in the heart of a far away star that exploded and died. That explosion scattered those elements across the desolations of deep space. After so, so many millions of years, these elements came together to form new stars and new planets. And on and on it went. The elements came together and burst apart, forming shoes and ships and sealing-wax and cabinets and kings. Until eventually, they came together and made you. You're unique in the universe. There is only one you. there will never be another.