There are only two kinds of love stories in this world-- boy loses girl, or girl loses boy.

I don't know if I am getting over you, or just getting used to the pain.

If I had to explain it, I wouldn't know where to start. It's like you fall in love while I fall apart.

Everyday I miss the you I used to know...before you let me down, before I let you go.

As long as the stars shine down from the heavens, as long as the rivers run to the sea, I'll never get over you getting over me.

I live on a little planet called reality where things like that don't happen.

Our conversations consist of hello and good-bye, and the silence in between saying I love you.

I poured my heart out to you...it evaporated.

I like him so much that it hurts to see him hurt me...not because it's me, but because he's not the guy I thought he was.

The ones who love us least are the ones we'll die to please.