Wait for the day,
When I forget who you are,
When the sound of your name,
Is old && worn,
The days when I won't remember;
Why I needed you so bad.

Being happy, doesn't mean that everything is perfect.
It means, that you've decided to look beyond the imperfections.

I fantasize about the apologies,
I know;
Will never come.

The truth about girls;
No matter who dumped who,
Whenever we see an ex, with another girl,
It bothers us.
Not, because we're not over you,
But, because;
We know, we used to be, that girl.

The past can hurt.
But, the way I see it.
You can either, run from it;
Or, learn from it.

Sometimes, the hardest advice to follow, is your own.

There's certainly things in this world, that we just can't change, && me loving you, is definitely one of them.

&& I'm screaming, every hurtful word, that I can think of.
&& whats killing me, is that they don't hurt you at all.
Because, you don't care what I say, you never have..

I'll remember you when I get old;
&& I start getting wrinkles from all the times you made me laugh

Why??
'Cause, I'm not the kind of girl, to give up like that.