Its so empty and cold without you here.

I don't want to die without you with me.

It hurts to know that you don't care anymore but it hurts even more to find out that you never did.

I hate saying good bye but the only good thing about them is that there will always be another hello.

Yes we all know that dreams never become our reality....But In our dreams we are our true self....the self that we truely want to be. So everything that happens in your dreams is tenically your reality in which you want your life to be.

Someday I hope that you'll take me off your life support so that I could finally die.

You said that we would always stay together as long as we loved and understood each other...Well what happened?

You said that I should know you better than that but the fact is...is that you changed and the worst part of it is...is that I changed too.

I still never stop wondering if you are thinking of me.

What do you see when you look at me?