I finally bought and reread How to Say Goodbye in Robot, and now I have that feeling again. That empty, sad feeling like something got ripped out of my heart. It's very rare that something makes me cry twice. The first time I read Shiver, I bawled, but the second time I didn't even tear up. I still have tears in my eyes now.
I wish real life was like a book. In books, there are trials where you can actually prove yourself and be someone. In real life you're just the living dead.