Meeting you was by my fate, Being your friend was by my choice, but falling in love with you was beyond my control.

I'll never stop loving you, I've just stopped letting it show.

He makes me cry, almost as easy as he makes me smile.

You slowly begin to learn that there's nothing to look forward to.

I faintly remember breathing, on your bedroom floor, where I layed and told you, but you swear you loved me more.

I may be with you, but my heart is with someone else.

It seems like I’m happy, but to be honest, I’m truly miserable.

You really are the worst thing that has ever happened to me

You will never mean as much to me as he did.

You don’t compare, at all.