All this time, I’d thought that our story was just that: our story. But it turns out you had your own story, and I had mine. Our stories might have overlapped for a while–long enough that they even looked like the same story. But they were different. And that made me realize this: everyone’s story is different, all the time. No one is ever really together, even if it looks for a while like they are.
from The Thing About Jellyfish by Ali Benjamin