Even in my arms you were out of my reach.

He had a way with words. He had a way of making her weak in the knees. And he had a way of picking her up and letting her down.

When I am queen, I will insist with perfect scars upon my wrists that everything you ever held dear was taken away from you.

I swear I'd rip my heart out if you said you'd be impressed. I'd go so far to please you, but I bet you wouldn't even care.

You want nothing when you're trying to forget the something that was everything.

It's kind of sad that I've learned to deal with things this way. Being strong means being heartless.

If I had wings and I could fly, I'd still walk with you.

I don't want you to be better off without me.

If I stop breathing, keep your arms around me.

I'm sorry I ever tried. I was a fool to have hope in you.