You gave back my ring
You gave back my pictures
You gave back my poems
But you forget to give back one thing:
My heart

My friends are always asking me "what do you see in that boy?"
i look at him, smile, and say "heaven"

I really wish I could look everyone in the eye and tell them "I'm so over him!" and not lie. I really wish I could...

...I wonder if you are lying on your bed with me on your mind...

I'm like a drug addict- but instead of living for my next hit, I'm living for my next glance of you. You make me high, I experience withdrawl, and you are totaly and utterly addictive...

I seriously thought that I was over him
Then he passed me in the hall and all those feelings came back in a rush...

There should be a law stating that you can't have these feelings in your heart without having that person have the exact same feelings for you...

There's no such thing as a happy ENDING...

Mother: "You shouldn't give your heart away at such a young age!!"

Girl: "I didn't give my heart away, he stole it"

The weekends now seem way too long...