Sometimes we need to be hurt in order to realize that once we were happy.

They say if you love someone you gotta set him/her free. But if you really love him/her, how can you live without him/her? All that's left to do is letting him/her go, pretending to be strong and regretting it for the rest of your life.

What if I were dying? I bet you'd realize that after weeks and weeks.. and only cause you wouldn't stand the smell.

Nothing could be more useless than asking for forgiveness: everybody does, but only a few are sincere; and the ones who are never believed are the latter.

I took your pictures off my wall. I took your letters off my drawer. I took your clothes off my wardrobe. Everything you own is in a bow now.... almost everything: I tried to put my love in it, but I didn't manage to take it off my heart.