There are many things that I would like to say to you, but I don't know how...Everything is fine; I’m lonely all the time.
What if I was different? What if you were wrong? What if I was everything you wanted all along?
The true value of a best friend can never be lost…only forgotten. </3
Instead I watched him slip away, I watched him fade into a memory cause I knew that was best. I knew my heart couldn't take it anymore and I knew I’d be all right without him. Tears trickled down my face as he vanished into the distance. It felt like each step was a memory fading, a promise breaking, & a love dying. I was okay. He went his way and I went mine though the memories were left behind, about a silly girl and foolish boy in love.
Just to make myself feel better; I could mumble I love you. & You could respond with such an untrue I love you too.
Lie to me and lay me down I'm just another teenage statistic Girl winds up beneath your sheets under the influence of common pick up lines.
And slowly as the years go on you lose friends you NEVER thought you would
The hardest thing I'll ever have to do is to stop loving someone because they stopped loving me.
And I won’t be the one that lets you down this time, I promise
This is really hard for me you know, talking about her, because I realize how much you like her & the slight chance I had left is now gone. You are happy and I’m left broken hearted and alone...
I see you everyday Do you even notice me Cause it feels like I'm invisible Someone no one ever sees
It’s always the one thing we don't have… …that affects all the things we do have
And I guess best friends doesn’t mean a thing It gets thrown around just like I love yous.
I’m really insecure... So I need to know you care
Hold my hand... kiss me by surprise--let’s waste our Saturday nights together.
Things are strange when you’re a stranger. Faces are ugly when you’re alone.
There's just something about him that made me like him since the day that I met him. There's just something about him that made me go absolutely crazy for him.
I’m driving myself insane…racking my brain…trying to think of something clever to get your attention. There’s so much tension. Give me a sign…this is something I can’t take. I don’t want to have to deal with another heartbreak. </3
Did you know that her favorite color is blue; or that she's terrified of the dark, that she can't sleep without tons of pillows surrounding her or that when she thinks of you, she smiles even though she doesn't want to care. Did you know that she loves the way you look at her. Did you know that she's in love with you?
So here we lie in this beautiful mess of tangled sheets and beads of sweat. With my heart in your hand and my neck in the other, should I be scared or should I come closer? But it's still beating and I'm still breathing. You haven't hurt me yet.
We're too cool for love and romance, baby. We don't need to spend a night under the stars, or a bed with scattered rose petals. Who needs a candle lit dinner, when you've got a drive-thru and a back seat? Because that's what we are, beautiful, we're the epitome of backseat lust.
To all the girls who've had their heart broken: don't stop loving. Don’t think for even one second that you won't find someone better. And most of all don't ever be afraid to fall again.
If he breaks my heart, I won’t care... because not caring is the strongest revenge of all.
Just close your eyes and pretend I’m the pretty girl you really wanted...
I'm perfectly fine being his friend well I’m also a perfect liar.
And I thought... maybe you would save me.
I may not be with him, but he's still my world. He’s still the one thing worth holding onto. The true test of love is no matter how long you two go without talking, he will always find a way back into your heart. No matter how hard you try to forget him, you can't. It’s the little things that mean the most, but break your heart all the same. It’s those times when a song comes on & immediately you cry missing him, wanting him, and needing him. Just wishing he thinks about you, and he has never forgot the memories you two have, means everything. Just the small thought of maybe, just maybe, there might be an "us" give you the strength to hold on that much longer. You never realize how much you love something until you lose it, and you're one of the lucky ones if you get it back
And I’ve been dying to know— who's your heart beating for?
Although I know we will never be together, I already promised myself that I wouldn't fall for anyone else
And to be honest I’ve never wanted anyone else as much as I want you
I’ll always be the dreamer and you’ll always be the dream
Summer 2005. Whatever happened. HAPPENED. No regrets.
Oh boo hoo. You have a sob story. We all have a sob story. Don’t think you are so special or different just because you are hurting...because here’s a secret... we are all hurting...
I'm consciously aware that you are slowly breaking my heart, but I am also subconsciously going to love you forever with every b-r-o-k-e-n piece
I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM I LOVE HIM and he knows. But he doesn’t care.
It seems that every time I turn around there are just two people holding hands and it makes me feel so lonely...but it is not that I need anyone else to survive; though needing something and wanting something are very different things...
Staying away is the only way he will ever feel what it’s like without you ... even though it’s the hardest thing to do...do it for him
I don't know. I mean, I want to be his friend. But then again, I don't. You know? I mean how can you simply be friends with someone when every time you look at them you're thinking about how much more you really want?
Valentine’s day: like we really need << another >> day of the year to feel like shit because we're --s i n g l e—
When you're not around I think of a million things to tell you and then when you're there nothing seems to come out right…
Boys make the best friends… no hating, no drama. Just brotherly love
She would kill to hear him say, "you’re beautiful."
My eyes are always a little red My hands smell like cigarettes My heart bleeds eternally And my wrists are always hurting I know I'm not your type and I know you could do better But will you love me anyway?
Your heart is beating pretty fast... might I ask what it's beating for, exactly?
They asked me to describe myself; I said I’m 16 with hazel eyes & I like a boy but if you asked him he wouldn't know what color my eyes are. </3
It’s a little obvious darling... I’m trying to make you fall For me too
Let’s write a story. First, there was this girl, & she really liked this boy. Okay, now you finish...<3
Here's to the crazy ones. The misfits. The rebels. The troublemakers. The round heads in the square holes. The ones who see things differently. They're not fond of rules. They have no respect for the status quo. You can quote them. Disagree with them. Glorify, or vilify them. But the only thing you can't do is ignore them. Because they change things. They push the human race forward. While some may see them as the crazy one, we see genius. Because the people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do.
I wish I could back to when no one knew I liked him. When my best friend didn't know…when he didn't know...and when I didn't even know.
Even though Christmas is over there's still hope for my winter romance
Sometimes I get so sick of it... it’s like were playing this silly little game where we both won’t admit we're perfect for each other
I guess wanting to be loved is asking way too much...
Just once, I want to be hard to leave... I want to be the one he's up late at night thinking about. I want to be the one he's telling his boys --- I think I love her
All she really wants is someone who will catch her when she falls, someone to realize her worth and hold her hand for no reason but the fact that they like the way it fits with theirs. Someone who will sit with her under the stars, kiss her in the pouring rain, look into her eyes & say, "you’re the one I’ve been waiting for."
So, yeah. Im kindasortamaybe falling for you.
Girl meets boy. Girl falls for boy. Boy doesn't even stumble...</3 |