All in all, I'm really glad its all over. I really was growing weary from it all. And I'm glad you've found someone whom you can 'be' with. Pity though...I was probably too good for you anyway.

I feel sort of sorry for you. Why? Karma does far better dirty work than I ever could.

Nothing like a cold knife in the heart to wake you up to the cruelness of reality.

Theres an emptiness in my soul once again by someone who forgot me who promised me they wouldn't.

My love was too strong for your heart.

I'm too bright for your darkness.

Just know that the one for you will never hurt you. And if they do, you can see it in their eyes that it hurts them too.

Yet in the back of mind it will always echo, why are you settling for me when there are so many girls out there that are better than I? I want to ask you, but I'm more afraid to know the answer.

Scars are reminders. They aren't always visible, but you know they are there. But not only that, you need them. You need to be reminded of how bad love can suck. Why? So you can appreciate it when it doesn't.

Those that say sunshine is pure happiness have never danced in the rain.