Cry to the wind...your savior shall not come.

Sometimes the hardest things to let go of are the things you might not even have had in the first place.

It's not what I feel for you. It's what I don't feel for anyone but you.

There are alot of things you have done to hurt me, but I think the one that hurt the most was when I stood and watched you ask her to dance...to our song.

And I'll smile, and you'll wave, and we'll pretend that it's okay.

The only pain worse than having your heart broken, is breaking your own.

And I'll admit it, I loved you every time I said I didn't.

You're not my type. But I think I like that idea, because my type usually breaks my heart.

Someday I'm gonna leave it all behind and start a new page, 'cause this one is mostly filled with lies and screw ups, as if my whole lifewas a mistake...or maybe I was the mistake.

In the best possible way, you have absolutely wrecked me.