I wish you'd let me move on.

I wish you'd chase after me a little harder.

But that's the dilemma, isn't it? To tell someone you like them without actually having to tell them. You wish they'd just magically figure it out. Because to have to tell them means facing possible rejection. And who wants to face that?

I hate it when you say something that gets my hopes up so high. It hurts so much as my hopes start to fall. You do this to me every time.

I told myself that this was your last chance. That when you didn't do anything, that I was to move on. Well, you didn't take it but yet I'm sitting here wishing I could give you one more.

I am tired, beloved, of chafing my heart against the want of you.

~Amy Lowell

You are ice and fire. The touch of you burns my hands like snow.

~Amy Lowell

My mind tells me to give up on you but my heart won't let me.

When I wake up tomorrow, I'll know that nothing has changed. We still aren't together and that's what hurts the most.

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