I don't understand. I put myself out there and got silence from you. I don't know if it can be any clearer yet here I sit, still waiting for you to answer me.

There is one thing, in all of this that I have learned. You fear so much of facing rejection, when silence is the greater hurt.

I spent hours making myself beautiful, hoping that you'd notice me in another way. But I'll always be "just that girl you once worked with."

I feel like my feelings are obvious
And that you should know by now.
But you still remain none the wiser
And dumb about it, somehow.

I thought I was completely over you. But now you are free and showing interest in me. And suddenly I'm afraid I'm falling anew. Please don't hurt me again.

Someday. I'll meet him someday. He'll realize what's right in front of him, someday. Someday, someday, someday. Someday never really comes, does it?

As it turns out, he may have been my Prince Charming but I just wasn't his Cinderella.

I just want one chance. That's it. One chance for you to kiss and hold me, and if then you don't have feelings for me, then, and only then, will I allow myself to get over you.

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful. But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.

~Paulo Coelho

A broken heart won't kill you. But there are some days when you wish it would.