Quotes by Catherine Sanderson

Catherine Sanderson

I do still love you. I don’t love you enough to be able to give you the things we dreamed about and planned.

Able

Giving

Love You

I want to build you a house with my bare hands and carry you over the threshold. I want too cook for you every evening and bring you tea in bed in the mornings. I want to read with you in front of an open fire, sipping a glass of wine. I want to drive you to the beach and lie next to you in the sun. I may not be a man of means, bit I want to take care of you as best I can.

Beach

Lying

Morning

It stung this new rejection, but it was also a relief to put an end to the ambiguity and incertitude. I had been deceiving myself the day I decided I could master the art of detachment, or maybe the mistake was to allow things to go on in that vein for as long as they had.

Art

Long

Mistake

Music from my iPod was setting my life to a dramatic soundtrack that only I could hear.

Dramatic

Ipods

Soundtracks

Our break-up had been a resounding anti-climax. I wanted to be wept over, bitterly. I wanted to be fought for. Mourned, or regretted just a little. I wanted to feel like I was someone who’d been worth having in the first place.

Break

Firsts

Littles

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Quotes by Catherine Sanderson

Catherine Sanderson

I do still love you. I don’t love you enough to be able to give you the things we dreamed about and planned.

It stung this new rejection, but it was also a relief to put an end to the ambiguity and incertitude. I had been deceiving myself the day I decided I could master the art of detachment, or maybe the mistake was to allow things to go on in that vein for as long as they had.

Music from my iPod was setting my life to a dramatic soundtrack that only I could hear.

Our break-up had been a resounding anti-climax. I wanted to be wept over, bitterly. I wanted to be fought for. Mourned, or regretted just a little. I wanted to feel like I was someone who’d been worth having in the first place.

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