I miss the way you said my name, the way your hair smelled, the way you had to stand on your tippy-toes to kiss me, but mostly I miss who I thought you were.

Trying to kill myself wasn't for attention, it was my way of seeing if you'd even care at all.

Right now, I'm just trying to hold on, but I'm not sure if you realize, it's really hard to hold on to nothing.

When we were together I was almost sure you were my other half, you were my better half. Now that we've parted, it's like trying to live off half of a heart.

My heart's running on empty.

It takes a strong heart to love someone who has hurt you so much, but it takes an even stronger heart to let that person go.

You make forever seem too short.

Boy: Promise me you'll stay with me forever.
Girl: Baby, you know I can't promise that.
Boy looks down at the ground
Girl turns his head and whispers in his ear
"I promise."

Why do I cry whenever I hear your name, when I see the picture of you I keep in my back pocket, or smell your perfume on the evening breeze? Oh that's right, I guess the fact that your gone forever slipped my mind.

Maybe one day, you and I could sit down and chat like we used to. We could discuss what went wrong while not shedding a single tear, and maybe just maybe...we could love again.