I feel so dirty when they start talking cute. I wanna tell him that I love him, but the point is probably mute.

One day I'll get to hear his voice, his breathing as I fall asleep. One day I'll get to hug him all night. But for now I'll play the song that reminds me of him over and over, while I hug my pillow. We'll make it one day. Just wait

What do you do when you love someone, and they love you. When you both know you are ment for each other. When the one person is the only one that can make the other happy...but fates against you? Is it worth keeping hope for?

I've been waiting for a time, regardless of our distance. And our hope, grows greater. Trapped by pretty eyes and letters; for a time. It's the only thing that I've been waiting for.

I'm trying to keep it together, but I'm falling apart.

Deep down you know it's the best for yourself but you hate the thought of her being with someone else, but you know that it's over.