Everything's fine. Couldn't hurt more.

It was just me and you. Two friends. And then with a simple smile my hand fell into yours.

Never give up on the things that make you smile.

Oh, kiss me and smile for me, tell me that you'll wait for me, hold me like you'll never let me go.

I am perfectly happy being his friend. In fact, I love it. I just have this incredible urge to kiss him that doesn't go away, and this heartbreaking feeling that we'd be perfect together.

The first time I saw you was the last time I saw my heart.

I'd rip my heart out if it would let me forget about you.

The sad thing is, I can't let you go, and I know you can't even remember my name.

All I want is one guy to prove they're not all the same.

Sometimes you have to hold back the tears and walk away like seeing him with her isn't killing everything inside you.