I love it when I am just walking from kissing you goodbye and we both turn around at the same time to get just one more.

For some odd reason, the fact that you love her doesn't stop me from loving you.

All our young lives we search for someone to love. Someone who will make us complete. We choose partners. We dance to a song of heartbreak and hope. All the while wondering if somewhere, somehow, there is someone perfect...who might be searching for us

You liked me, and I didn't like you, now I like you, and you don't like me, why can't we both like each other at the same time? Is it not allowed to be that easy or what? I guess the only way to know if it's meant to be, is when it happens

I wasn't mad because he didn't like me, I was jealous because he liked her

You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing. then you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself, everything is

42.7 percent of all statistics are made up on the spot

Perhaps you'd be a bit surprised if you knew how often a joke, a song, or a memory will make me think of you

When I see you smile and I know it is not for me, that is when I miss you the most.

My only dream is to be with you... I love being friends... but it's breaking my heart in two... I wish i could show you how happy we'd be... But i love being your friend... if that's all we can be.