And the last time that you've seen me was in a crumbled photograph that missed the bin

I know he never loved me but why did he have to pretend?

I always wonder what crosses your mind when your eyes meet mine

I keep finding myself wondering if you feel anything for me anymore

If i die you can sell my organs but i dont reommend the heart...because its been broken a few times

Im not afraid of what i feel im afraid of what you dont

Do you want to be the one i tell my secrets to or the one they are about?

The only reason why i wouldnt cry if you left would be because im dead or dying without you

Ive tried to burn your picture to throw away your love letters but all that i got out of it was burning my hands and diffing through the trash

After awhile you learn the difference between holding a hand and falling inlove you begin to learn that kisses dont always mean something promises can be broken just as quick as they were made and sometimes Goodbyes Really Do Mean Forever