Growing up is relizing that hearts are broken, love doesnt alway mean forever, kisses can be broken promises, and late night calls are sometimes a call for help

After a while you find the difference between holding a hand & falling in love, You begin to learn that kisses don't always mean something and promises can be broken, just as quickly as they are made & that sometimes goodbyes really are forever.

Looking the other way
just to make it not hurt as much
because i know if i look at you
i will end up to stare
im trying to move on
but i still don't no if it over
or if it ever began

I think i new it from the beginning but didnt want to believe it

Should i cry b/c we not together or smile b/c were still friends *ithink

Still waiting for the guy to do anything to make me happy

How can i not fall for you, when i see you my heart stops my face is in shock and you put this smile on my face

Blood shot eyes
empty heart
all just want to no if im loved

I lay in my bed thinking about you every night wonder if you are doing the same thing

A broken heart can be put together but a brusied heart never beats the same again