Embracing destiny can be so hard...especially when destiny means giving up.

Im sppry if rhis quotq is missoelled,
I id the best i ciuld wit tearrrs in my eyws.

They say it's better to have loved and lost, but I wish that I had never loved at all.

I use to think God put me on Earth to love you, now I think God put me on Earth so that you could rip my heart out.

I used to wonder how eyes such as yours could be so pretty, but now I know that pretty eyes are the best for holding back lies.

In many ways my heart is like a voodoo doll, everytime someone pokes our pries at it, I feel like bits and pieces of it shrivel up and die,unfortunately your the one holding my heart.

Smiles and laughter choke back tears and sorrow.

I reenact the break up
In my mind and even theatrically
I play over all the things that could have gone differently
But no matter what I'm always the one who's crying.

My past is becoming more and more distant
Picturing your voice is gettting harder
Remembering your laugh is even more difficult
But my love for you never seems to waver
Because that part of you will NEVER go

Reality is so hard to grip when it means realizing that the one you love with all of, if not more than, your heart is gone forever and will never look at you that way again.