It seems like every day people are asking me "Are you two going out?" You have no idea how painful it is to reply "No, we're just friends.."

Eventually, ONE of TWO things will happen: [+] he'll realize you’re worth it [-] or he’ll realize he isn’t.

I regret every word that I said to ever make him feel like he was something special.

Love is when you ask him what he did last night and he says, "I dreamed about you"

The only man that deserves you is the man that thinks he doesn't!

Love is when your heart skips a beat whenever someone speaks his name, you think of the last kissed you shared and when the phone rings and you think it could be him

I miss the how you made me laugh and giggle, How you always made me feel warm inside, Our late night phone conversations and your love notes, But most of all, I miss the way you use to hold me when I cried.

I ask myself, "Why do you put yourself through this?" Then you walk past. I smile, wipe away a tear as I whisper, "That's my reason."

I'm not over him... but then again, I don't want to be.

A wise girl kisses but doesn’t love, listens but doesn’t believe and leaves before she is left.