A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.
Wanting you is hard to forget, loving you is hard to regret, losing you is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.
Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.
We are afraid to care too much, for the fear that other person does not care at all.
People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.
I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.
So... from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing you ever had.
You hurt me more then I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I love you more then you deserve, why am I such a fool?
You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.
I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.
I don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped.
Hold my hand, just one more time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't get over you.
I think its time I let you go... and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life.
While I was holding on all you did was let go.
Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.
I just wonder how many people never get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to have.
The hardest thing about growing up is that you have to do what is right for you even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.
All I'm asking for is one night together. Just you and me. All alone. And if you can honestly say you don't feel anything for me after that night, I will finally let you go.
Sometimes all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.
Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.
No one can promise they'll never hurt you because at one time or another, it will happen. The real promise is if the time you spend together will be worth the pain in the end.
The worst feeling in the world is knowing you've been used and lied to.
Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.
Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.
I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.
It's not that we aren't meant to be together, I think that we're just not ready for forever.
You always have an out. An exit strategy to make sure you don't get hurt. You always walk away. You walk away before they can walk away from you.
Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of you and every song I heard somehow related to you. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I dont have.
There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime.
Somehow I know we'll meet again, not quite sure where and not sure when, your in my heart so until then good-bye.
Broken heart again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. Or you will get burned.
This time it's over, I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!
I would like to thank you, for showing me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these things just tend to fall apart and I hope you feel the same.
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.
Walk home drowning these memories in the rain, biting my lip to transfer this pain, your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, next time around I'll build a stronger wall.
I'm afraid to give you my all, I'm afraid to love you completely. What if behind your beautiful face and kind words you are just bribing me. Maybe you are just reeling me in until you turn around and drop me. I'd fall so far and never be able to recover, I wish I could see the ending sometimes. I would know if I should hold on to you and keep going or just let it all end before I get up too high.
You and me are inevitable, you're all that makes me happy but if you break my heart again, I'll kill you.
Love hurts. I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's an incredible feeling to know what she's going to say. It's more incredible the way she has me on the edge of my seat because she's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but she filled some void in me, and now, without her, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...
I've been laying here all night, listening to the rain. Talking to my heart and trying to explain. Why sometimes I catch myself wondering what might have been. Yes I do think about you, every now and then.
I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.
In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a guy that can put up with you like I did; you'll never find a guy who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all there love on someone like you, like I did.
I didn't ask for it to be over, but then again, I didn't ask for it to begin. For that's the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.
It's amazing after all we've been through, the good times and the bad, how we can walk past each other and pretend like it never happened, give each other an awkward smile and move on.
Perhaps I saw what I wanted to see in her and made her to be more than she was.
The tough thing about following your heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do, you can never go back.
It's really painful to say goodbye to someone that you don't want to let go, but its even more painful to ask someone to stay if they never wanted to stay.
In love you find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in love with idealists; clingers fall in love with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. If it wasn't so serious, we could laugh at it.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.
A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.
You didn't intentionally break my heart, you even said you were sorry, but I cried anyway... I know the truth that you're too scared to admit, you're with him, but when you look at me, you can't even remember his name...
I'm so paranoid of getting hurt. I am always getting my heart broken over and over. My heart has so many scars and bruises all over it. I don't know how much just one heart can take really, and I don't really want to find out either.
Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun.
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.
Life doesn't hurt until you have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you've lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.
Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, then I'll ask you why we can't be friends. Let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who you thought you were, and then I'll ask if we can be friends.
I just want someone to come up to me and kiss me and tell me that they're in love with me. I don't just want it though. I need it. I'm desperate for it.
It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. you have this fear that every person you start to fall for, is just going to break your heart again.
If you don't love me at my worst, then you don't deserve me at my best.
Make me stay. Say something sweet and tender and untrue and make me stay.
The hardest thing about knowing you don't love me is that you spent so much time pretending that you did.
Like being in love, there must be a corresponding painful side, like losing in love, it's just a fact of life.
You really know you love someone when all you want is for them to be happy, even if that means that you are not a part of it.
It's not my fault if I can't help looking at you. It's not my fault if I can't stop calling you. It's not my fault if I do like you. My only mistake was to fall too much in love with you.
Sometimes - no matter how long, or how much you love someone, they will never love you back and somehow you have to learn to be okay with that.
If you are gonna make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.
I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.
There's always that one special person that no matter what they do to you, you just cant let them go.
How could you make me love you and then not be there to love me back?
I sit here and think about everything that happened this past week and not a single tear runs down my cheek. Maybe its because I'm too hurt to cry, or maybe I'm just too mad at you.
Maybe, just maybe, its my heart's way of telling me, this isn't over yet.
I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everythings perfect, act like its just a dream and pretend that you are not hurting me.
The truth of the matter is, I still have feelings for you. And no matter how many times I tell myself that I'm better off without you, a part of me just won't let go.
I know I made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life, but the worst one was thinking the person who hurt me the most wouldn't hurt me again.
I feel like I am sitting in a room full of people that I love, and you know what, they just don't care that I love them. They don't care whether or not I live or die. To them I'm just another guy, just another stranger. To me, they are my best friends, the only people I have left.
I'm scared to fall in love, scared to fall fast, because every time I fall in love, it never seems to last.
Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell you this, the second you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's love right there.
I love you, yet I hate you, its like I want to throw you off a cliff and then run really fast to the bottom and catch you.
It hurts to realize that the people you thought you'd love for life don't love you as much as you thought they did and can do without you as if they never knew you at all.
It seems to me that the harder I try, the harder I fall.
Ever noticed that the people who hurt you the most are the ones you tend to love more.
It's funny the way you can get used to the tears and the pain.
No more crying, I can't cry anymore. Don't take my hand this time. Just go please and don't look back, because I know if you did, I'd come running back to you and I can't do that.
I'm glad you're happy. I can't say that I'm completely happy for you, but I guess that's just a part of life, I'll always have feelings for you, but the rest of the world is forcing me to move on.
It hurts to see someone you love ignoring you, it also hurts to see that she doesn't feel your love. But it hurts even more to know that she loves you too, and just doesn't want you to know.
Love is when someone hurts you and you get so mad, but you don't yell at them, because you know it would hurt their feelings.
I've convinced everyone else that I don't like you and that I don't love you anymore. Now all I need to do is convince myself.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back.
I never regretted telling you I liked you, I only regretted never hearing what you really thought of me.
I never stopped loving you. Even when I was acting crazy, I loved you. I've tried to show you in a million ways, but nothing ever got through.
Do you want to know what my problem is? I will tell you what my problem is, I LOVE YOU, I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your gorgeous smile, I love the way you walk, I love your beautiful eyes, I love what you look like when you are asleep, I love the sound of your laugh, to hear your voice fills my entire heart with an indescribable feeling. I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood. I love how you touch me and I get weak, that is my problem...
Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
Life is for having fun. Don't be stupid and waste it on some guy/girl who is gonna act like he/she hates you tomorrow. Never waste it on some one who doesn't want their friends to know they're in love with you. Don't give that person the rest of your tears or a month or a year of your life when he/she treats you badly and doesn't mind to make you cry. Every person deserves some one who wants to brag about them. Every person deserves some one who makes them smile and laugh at their worst moments. We all deserve at least that.
Relationships are like glasses. If they break, let them stay broken, you'll only hurt yourself trying to fix it. At least the pieces still remain.
I'm mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all... for not hating you which I know I should... but I can't.
This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, are normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay..." But you know it won't. And that's the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...
Why do we fall for someone, who really isn't for us?... should we blame ourselves for falling the wrong one. Or... should we blame the one we fell for, because... they made us believe that they are the right one for us?!
She's lost the one guy who thought nothing was wrong with her.
There will always be faces you can never look at without emotion and there are names you can never hear spoken without that same old feelings returning. Just when you think you can move on, you'll remember all the reasons why you held on so long.
Why do I waste my time? Why is it that you're so damn irreplaceable?
One day you'll look back and think... damn! that guy really did love me...
I think it's time that I let you go. And it's really hard for me to do because I know that there's a part of me that will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But this while running in place and day dreaming is just not healthy for either of us.
If one day you realize that I haven't talked to you in a while, it's not because I don't care anymore, it's because you pushed me away and just left me there...
I want to be the one - I want to be the person that touches your heart and makes it skip a beat - I want to be that person whose arms make you just melt - I want to be the person that your destined to be with.
Just hit play and watch my life fall apart.
Wanting you is hard to forget, loving you is hard to regret, losing you is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.
Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.
We are afraid to care too much, for the fear that other person does not care at all.
People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.
I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.
So... from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing you ever had.
You hurt me more then I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I love you more then you deserve, why am I such a fool?
You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.
I try to talk to you, but I don't know what to say. I am afraid you don't want me to say anything. So I don't. But inside of me there are words waiting to come out.And tell you how I feel-like how I miss you. And how I love you despite my broken heart.And how I need you in my life. And especially how much I want you.But those words may forver stay in my heart-locked inside.Sometimes I wonder if there are words locked inside you too... but I'll never know.
I don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped.
Hold my hand, just one more time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't get over you.
I think its time I let you go... and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life.
While I was holding on all you did was let go.
Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.
I just wonder how many people never get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to have.
The hardest thing about growing up is that you have to do what is right for you even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.
All I'm asking for is one night together. Just you and me. All alone. And if you can honestly say you don't feel anything for me after that night, I will finally let you go.
Sometimes all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.
Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.
No one can promise they'll never hurt you because at one time or another, it will happen. The real promise is if the time you spend together will be worth the pain in the end.
The worst feeling in the world is knowing you've been used and lied to.
Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.
Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.
I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.
It's not that we aren't meant to be together, I think that we're just not ready for forever.
You always have an out. An exit strategy to make sure you don't get hurt. You always walk away. You walk away before they can walk away from you.
Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of you and every song I heard somehow related to you. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I dont have.
There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime.
Somehow I know we'll meet again, not quite sure where and not sure when, your in my heart so until then good-bye.
Broken heart again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. Or you will get burned.
This time it's over, I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!
I would like to thank you, for showing me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these things just tend to fall apart and I hope you feel the same.
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.
Walk home drowning these memories in the rain, biting my lip to transfer this pain, your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, next time around I'll build a stronger wall.
I'm afraid to give you my all, I'm afraid to love you completely. What if behind your beautiful face and kind words you are just bribing me. Maybe you are just reeling me in until you turn around and drop me. I'd fall so far and never be able to recover, I wish I could see the ending sometimes. I would know if I should hold on to you and keep going or just let it all end before I get up too high.
You and me are inevitable, you're all that makes me happy but if you break my heart again, I'll kill you.
Love hurts. I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's an incredible feeling to know what she's going to say. It's more incredible the way she has me on the edge of my seat because she's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but she filled some void in me, and now, without her, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...
I've been laying here all night, listening to the rain. Talking to my heart and trying to explain. Why sometimes I catch myself wondering what might have been. Yes I do think about you, every now and then.
I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.
In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a guy that can put up with you like I did; you'll never find a guy who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all there love on someone like you, like I did.
I didn't ask for it to be over, but then again, I didn't ask for it to begin. For that's the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.
It's amazing after all we've been through, the good times and the bad, how we can walk past each other and pretend like it never happened, give each other an awkward smile and move on.
Perhaps I saw what I wanted to see in her and made her to be more than she was.
The tough thing about following your heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do, you can never go back.
It's really painful to say goodbye to someone that you don't want to let go, but its even more painful to ask someone to stay if they never wanted to stay.
In love you find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in love with idealists; clingers fall in love with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. If it wasn't so serious, we could laugh at it.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.
A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.
You didn't intentionally break my heart, you even said you were sorry, but I cried anyway... I know the truth that you're too scared to admit, you're with him, but when you look at me, you can't even remember his name...
I'm so paranoid of getting hurt. I am always getting my heart broken over and over. My heart has so many scars and bruises all over it. I don't know how much just one heart can take really, and I don't really want to find out either.
Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun.
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.
Life doesn't hurt until you have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you've lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.
Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, then I'll ask you why we can't be friends. Let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who you thought you were, and then I'll ask if we can be friends.
I just want someone to come up to me and kiss me and tell me that they're in love with me. I don't just want it though. I need it. I'm desperate for it.
It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. you have this fear that every person you start to fall for, is just going to break your heart again.
If you don't love me at my worst, then you don't deserve me at my best.
Make me stay. Say something sweet and tender and untrue and make me stay.
The hardest thing about knowing you don't love me is that you spent so much time pretending that you did.
Like being in love, there must be a corresponding painful side, like losing in love, it's just a fact of life.
You really know you love someone when all you want is for them to be happy, even if that means that you are not a part of it.
It's not my fault if I can't help looking at you. It's not my fault if I can't stop calling you. It's not my fault if I do like you. My only mistake was to fall too much in love with you.
Sometimes - no matter how long, or how much you love someone, they will never love you back and somehow you have to learn to be okay with that.
If you are gonna make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.
I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.
There's always that one special person that no matter what they do to you, you just cant let them go.
How could you make me love you and then not be there to love me back?
I sit here and think about everything that happened this past week and not a single tear runs down my cheek. Maybe its because I'm too hurt to cry, or maybe I'm just too mad at you.
Maybe, just maybe, its my heart's way of telling me, this isn't over yet.
I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everythings perfect, act like its just a dream and pretend that you are not hurting me.
The truth of the matter is, I still have feelings for you. And no matter how many times I tell myself that I'm better off without you, a part of me just won't let go.
I know I made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life, but the worst one was thinking the person who hurt me the most wouldn't hurt me again.
I feel like I am sitting in a room full of people that I love, and you know what, they just don't care that I love them. They don't care whether or not I live or die. To them I'm just another guy, just another stranger. To me, they are my best friends, the only people I have left.
I'm scared to fall in love, scared to fall fast, because every time I fall in love, it never seems to last.
Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell you this, the second you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's love right there.
I love you, yet I hate you, its like I want to throw you off a cliff and then run really fast to the bottom and catch you.
It hurts to realize that the people you thought you'd love for life don't love you as much as you thought they did and can do without you as if they never knew you at all.
It seems to me that the harder I try, the harder I fall.
Ever noticed that the people who hurt you the most are the ones you tend to love more.
It's funny the way you can get used to the tears and the pain.
No more crying, I can't cry anymore. Don't take my hand this time. Just go please and don't look back, because I know if you did, I'd come running back to you and I can't do that.
I'm glad you're happy. I can't say that I'm completely happy for you, but I guess that's just a part of life, I'll always have feelings for you, but the rest of the world is forcing me to move on.
It hurts to see someone you love ignoring you, it also hurts to see that she doesn't feel your love. But it hurts even more to know that she loves you too, and just doesn't want you to know.
Love is when someone hurts you and you get so mad, but you don't yell at them, because you know it would hurt their feelings.
I've convinced everyone else that I don't like you and that I don't love you anymore. Now all I need to do is convince myself.
To let go of someone doesn't mean you have to stop loving, it only means that you allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back.
I never regretted telling you I liked you, I only regretted never hearing what you really thought of me.
I never stopped loving you. Even when I was acting crazy, I loved you. I've tried to show you in a million ways, but nothing ever got through.
Do you want to know what my problem is? I will tell you what my problem is, I LOVE YOU, I love your name, I love the way you look at me, I love your gorgeous smile, I love the way you walk, I love your beautiful eyes, I love what you look like when you are asleep, I love the sound of your laugh, to hear your voice fills my entire heart with an indescribable feeling. I love the way I can be having the worst day of my life and seeing you completely changes my mood. I love how you touch me and I get weak, that is my problem...
Love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.
Life is for having fun. Don't be stupid and waste it on some guy/girl who is gonna act like he/she hates you tomorrow. Never waste it on some one who doesn't want their friends to know they're in love with you. Don't give that person the rest of your tears or a month or a year of your life when he/she treats you badly and doesn't mind to make you cry. Every person deserves some one who wants to brag about them. Every person deserves some one who makes them smile and laugh at their worst moments. We all deserve at least that.
Relationships are like glasses. If they break, let them stay broken, you'll only hurt yourself trying to fix it. At least the pieces still remain.
I'm mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all... for not hating you which I know I should... but I can't.
This is for the broken hearted. I know how you feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. You don't want to laugh, because you know it's not going to help, but you don't want to cry, because it will just make you feel worse. You feel like your heart is falling apart, but not only that, but you know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. You don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt you so much, then why do you still love them. That's the confusing part, you don't know why, you just do, and the people who hurt you the most, are normally the ones you love the most. And then, after a few weeks, you finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but you know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few more weeks, you're back to where you were an empty soul and teary eyes. You thought you got over them, but really, you just stopped showing it. And you can't help but to show it again. It leaves deep scars on your heart that are there forever. And no one understands how you feel, and how deep you are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken heart is different. They don't know the true pain you feel and carry each and everyday now, so you learn that basically you are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly you just break down, right there, because you know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where you don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted by the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, you know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if you ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, you finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears you are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay..." But you know it won't. And that's the truth, it won’t. And you look back on all of the hurt you had from this, and you realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks you are okay. So now every time you see this person, you know you still love them, and you feel a slight tingle in your heart yearning for them to love you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then you sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...
Why do we fall for someone, who really isn't for us?... should we blame ourselves for falling the wrong one. Or... should we blame the one we fell for, because... they made us believe that they are the right one for us?!
She's lost the one guy who thought nothing was wrong with her.
There will always be faces you can never look at without emotion and there are names you can never hear spoken without that same old feelings returning. Just when you think you can move on, you'll remember all the reasons why you held on so long.
Why do I waste my time? Why is it that you're so damn irreplaceable?
One day you'll look back and think... damn! that guy really did love me...
I think it's time that I let you go. And it's really hard for me to do because I know that there's a part of me that will be in love with you for the rest of my life. But this while running in place and day dreaming is just not healthy for either of us.
If one day you realize that I haven't talked to you in a while, it's not because I don't care anymore, it's because you pushed me away and just left me there...
I want to be the one - I want to be the person that touches your heart and makes it skip a beat - I want to be that person whose arms make you just melt - I want to be the person that your destined to be with.
Just hit play and watch my life fall apart.
