You broke me into a thousand pieces and still each of these pieces carries a memory of you that would never disapear. And yet, I try not to care.

I try to fake it all with a smile, a shrug and a I'm Okay, but the truth is that it hurts so hard everytime you believe me.

How can you fly when your wings are broken?

Why is it that when there is no hope, no way we could ever be friends again, I still find myself stealing glances at you?

Even though I lok away everytime you look at me, even though I preend don' care, and that I have moved on, deep down, I still need you to came back into my life....

Why do I keep wishing I'd bump into you sometime? Even when I know that it will never come true...??

my scar hasn't yet healed, the past seems to haunt me, friends have disappeared, i need a lending hand and a voice to say it's ok for big girls to cry. maybe then, i would be able to open up my heart and feel the pain, just for one last time.

People say that life is full of beautiful simple things but how can they ignore the little fragments of sadness that surrounds those simple things, how can they ignore the pain and the hurt that makes all the difference in the world?

You are fading little by little evereyday and I can't pretend that you are fine anymore. It's almost as if the veil had been drawn, my eyes have been cleared and now for once, I can't say "I'm Okay" without making it a lie.

When I am hapy and funny, all my friends are there. but when I need a helping hand, someone to understand, they go away like I got the plague.