It's not just a guy, it's a heart.
And its broken. And it doesn't matter why it's broken. It still hurts. Pain is pain.

When it comes to life's messes,
some times you just have to let them clean themselves up.

I figured out how you know you're really love: it's when you see yourself reflected, really reflected, in the other persons eyes. And you know it's the same for them.

It hurts more not knowing the truth than knowing it.

You have given me a body,
Yet why have you given me a heart that breaks?
What is worse,
It falls in love...

There are 2 loves in ones life:
Your first love and the one you marry.
The lucky ones are those who stay by their first loves side through everything.
And eventually they get married.

Your words echo in my heart.
I see you when I close my eyes,
You haunt me in my dreams...
Just go away,
Leave me alone,
And let me be.

Its not the letting go that hurts, its the holding on.

To truly be heroic; you must stare down what scares you the most.

Don't tell me you love me,
When you have some one else.
Don't tell me you love me,
When I don't have your trust.
Don't tell me you love me,
When you aren't true to yourself.
Don't tell me you love me,
Because I know its a lie.