We always think we're dying of a broken heart, till someone new smiles at us. |
LOVE is the closest thing we have to magic. |
Good is good enough for me, |
Even in laughter the heart may ache, and joy may end in grief. |
Each heart knows its own bitterness, and no one else can share its joy. |
My fingers are crossed on a shooting star * |
It always hurts in the end... |
I cried and i cried every single night, till i met you and now i cant even remember his name. |
If it hurts at all you ain't showed it yet.. |
Watching you watch her, now watch me cry. |