They tell me I need to get over you, to move on. The thing is I don't want to move on. I want to remember every detail of when we were together however painful that may be. & I want to be able to say that the last person I kissed was you.

I saw your brother today, for the first time since you left and god I never realized how similar you two looked. I looked into his eyes, the same as yours, and the world seemed to fade away and into its place rushed all the memories Ive tried to hide away

Im just so sick of being alone. I thought that I was finally going to have someone to count on, someone that would be there but then you left. You left, just like everyone else.

I want so badly to get over you. I'm constantly thinking of you or reminded of you some how it just makes everything so difficult because how am I supposed to get over someone thats constantly on my mind?

I wish I could be more impulsive because if I had the guts I would just pick up & leave this place to come to you; but I cant Im stuck here for this is the only place I've ever really known & well the people here, they're my home.

Once a person falls in love once they will be in love with someone for the rest of their life. Because people are made to love and to not love anyone would be more painful than not being loved by the one you love.

I am lucky, I know, for I am not even 20 and have had the pleasure of experiencing of what its like to be fully and truly in love. But I am also very unlucky for I have also experienced the utter heartbreak of losing that kind of love.

When you left me, I let you walk out. I didnt beg you to stay like you expected, like you wanted. It wouldnt have helped anyways we were too broken, so I let you walk away as much as it hurt in the end it was for the best.

I was the girl who always did the right thing and never got into trouble. That was until you showed up. Now I don't know what the right thing is and that just might get me into trouble.

I miss so many things right now. It feels as if everything that brings me any joy is slowly being taken from me. Some of the smaller things are replaceable with time but the bigger things, those are irreplaceable.