I'm not crying because I can't take the pain of my broken heart anymore, but when I think of you and our times we've spent, and how beautiful they were.... if only those times can come again, is what I cry for...

You were the one I kissed and then felt that burn inside. We stared in each others eyes, hugged then kissed again, with love and passion, ...and then you were the same one who broke my heart, turned cold and remark me as your waste of time... Revenge!

Lake of pain
Ocean of tears
Valley of death
End of life

EVERYTHING reminds me of you...

Good friends are like bras: Hard to find, supportive, comfortable, always lifts you up, never lets you down or leaves you hanging, makes you look better, and ALWAYS close to your heart.

I've falledn in love, and so the rest is left to God.

I try to forget you, but you end up coming up in my dreams...

The way my heart broke, yours shall break like that too, and from your hands shall that person slip away too...

I don't want to play that game, of "If the one you love, comes back they're yours if they don't they never were" because, I am willing to do anything to get my love back, and if in the end he doesn't return I don't ever want him back...

Everything reminds me of you which makes my heart drown. I long for you, every second of my life, I imagine us on an island, just the two of us, rollin in the sand... and hope to dream about you tonight.