When you're in your room crying because he left just remember this, someone, somewhere, is crying becuase they aren't yours.

You messed up big and now we're apart. You say your sorry but how can you be? Its who you are. Get over yourself. Maybe we'll use the same path once again.

The dandelions that will grow carrying my wishes to be yours will never end.

Whats 'meant to be' must always find its way...
But wat you want to be, isn't always meant