I have poured my heart out …. And now I am empty.

— Ranata Suzuki

I know he wasn’t perfect… But he did the best impression of it I’ve ever seen.

— Ranata Suzuki

I miss that feeling of connection. Knowing he was out there somewhere thinking about me at the same time I was thinking about him.

— Ranata Suzuki

In a way, it was the same as any normal break up. You took what was yours …. And I kept what I’d had from before we were together… You took my heart …. And I had nothing…

— Ranata Suzuki

I need to stop running back to you in my mind all the time.

— Ranata Suzuki

I raised you so high that every other man on earth is now doomed to live in your shadow.

— Ranata Suzuki

I still remember that feeling of walking somewhere confidently, seeing him mid-stride and putting my foot down just fine… but feeling like I stumbled.

— Ranata Suzuki

I still think of you every day. But I’m trying not to let it hurt me with the same intensity that it used to.

— Ranata Suzuki

It didn’t hurt me. Not “hurt”. Hurt is a four-letter word. It’s short, almost cute sounding. Pawpaw, did that hurt? No. It didn’t hurt. Destroyed, Obliterated, Desecrated, Annihilated, Demolished, Shattered, or Demoralized maybe… But no. It didn’t hurt me. It didn’t “hurt” me at all.

— Ranata Suzuki

I think perhaps I will always hold a candle for you – even until it burns my hand. And when the light has long since gone …. I will be there in the darkness holding what remains, quite simply because I cannot let go.

— Ranata Suzuki