I can't make you love me, I can't make you stay. I can't make you want me nor make you ache. So please, make this pain stop...don't look my way.

I see you, I smile. Everything seems ok. But deep inside I'm dying, every time you look my way.

You always stood besides me, through the good and the bad, solid as a rock. I never noticed how much you loved me until one day I looked...but you were gone.

How could you say you liked me? Or that you cared? Or that I'm that special person you always knew was out there? All it took was one of your lies to break it all down. Now I'm the one left with the bleeding heart.

Pain is nothing but a feeling, yet it can cost us so much if we dwell in it.

Happiness and pain come hand in hand. You can't have one without having experienced the other.