They look at the tears in her eyes and tell her she'll get over him, they think she doesn't try but they don't understand what they had was special

Why does she love the one that would die before loving her and not the one that would die for her love?

As she stood in his arms, happiness and love for him filled her heart once again only for it to shatter into a million pieces just an hour later

She asked me why i loved you and i just smiled, she thought i couldn't even begin to describe it all but the actual fact was i never knew myself

*Think about what you're going to say before you say it 'cos even the slightest of comments could break a person's heart

Why does she love the one that would die before loving her and not the one that would die for her love?

I've finally realised being truly happy wasn't part of my destiny

It's the same morning, get up, put on that pretend smile and hope something keeps me going all day, stops me from breaking down, stops me from thinking about him and our past

Was i not worth one call? a miscall? text? email? did i not matter to you the slightest? did these six months mean anything? was everything but the arguments and name calling just a lie?

I don't care i said with a smile on my face, i hope he moves to a further place, i hate him i said as i slowly turned around, i miss him i whispered as tears fell