Its pretty bad that i cant sleep because i think about you to much, and the nights that i can sleep i think about you before i go to sleep, dream about u all night, then wake up thinking about you..will you ever love me?

As she looks into the mirror and wipes the running mascara from her eyes she whispers
~*~He’s such a good liar~*~

I hope the next girl to hold your hand holds on a little bit tighter than I did and realizes how lucky she is to have you

Sitting alone
Thinking about you
I wonder if you know
Just what you do
You steal girls hearts
And earn their trust
You weren’t in love
Not even lust

from my poem Why

Its not fair to all my boyfriends that I compare them all to you and to what we had..especially since none of them are *good enough*

Your just another /memory/ of {what could have been}

Its not so much the endless minutes I spend sitting by myself thinking about you and seeing you only in my dreams {every night} that hurts so bad..its the memories that .:kill.:

Everyone says I deserve better than you..but in my eyes theres no one better than you..
Your perfect

Even though I’ve had my heart walked all over and broken more than once and you’ve got the perfect life..its you that I feel sorry for..because this time I wont take you back

Its amazing that through all these tears she can still smile as she remembers all the *memories* {they} had