To you I'm just another girl...

I know that I love him, I just don't want to believe it.

My heart belongs to him, and his heart belongs to her<.3

Is he just using me?

If we really tried, we could make something out of this mess.

You can't just drop me and pick me up whenever you feel like it.
Not by me.

I loved the wya you looked at me, until I found out it was the same way you looked at her.

You lift me up, but then you pull me right back down. What's the point of getting excited over something that is going to leave so fast?

Crying my eyes out
Having an awful time.
All my friends are leaving.
Nothing is fine.
Great things are gone.
Everyone is starting to move on.
Change...

It's the same old stupid sotry everytime, and I'm ready for a new one.