So from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could have been the best thing you ever had.

Tell me why I lost you,
Tell me why you lied,
Tell me that you loved me,
Or at least that you tried to.

Sometimes you don't realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you.

Sometimes the person you love just doesn't understand how much you love them.

I'm going to smile like nothing's wrong, talk like everything's perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend it's not hurting me.

Maybe I'm not over him, but then again... maybe I don't wanna be.

My heart is yours, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelery.

I may have been the one that said goodbye, but you're still the one that broke my heart.

I would never ask if you don't ever tell me, I know you well enough to know you never loved me.

Say what you said again, so I can hear it twice, because "I don't love you anymore" never sounded so good.