It seems so unfair to be able to care about someone so much and have them care so much too, but about someone else.

There are two kinds of people in this world---those who play hopscotch and sing in the shower, and those that lay alone at night with tears in their eyes.

I hate you I hate you for not loving me the way I loved you, yet I love you so much for just being you, and I hate that.

There’s no more blue up in my sky, only cloudy mornings and tears like the rain you left behind.

Inside of me I admire you. Inside of me I cherish your every way. Inside of me I love you, and inside of me I cry because I know it’s only inside of me that I can have you.

It’s ironic when you're falling in love with the person falling out of love with you.

Oh sure, I think other guys are cute, but every time I see a cute guy, I’m reminded of how cute you are, how much I love you, how sweet you are, how you can always brighten my day, and suddenly...that other guy doesn\'t look all that good anymore.

I cry because I know he doesn’t feel the same way I do, I cry because I think of how pathetic I am, and I cry because I think I’m going to be crying forever.

Every time I see you, no matter how hard I try, I can’t fight these crazy Butterflies.

I have realized there isn't a limit to how much or how often you can get hurt.