Sometimes I call... even though I know you won't pick up...
Just to hear your voice from the voicemail message...

If only I wasn't so broken and scarred... then I wouldn't be afraid of you...

Just be there for me... that's all I'll ever ask from you.. I'm tired of being left in the dust even though they "love" me

I'm just waiting for one person to prove to me that I mean the entire world to them, and my life auctually means something...

Her: Don't kiss me unless you mean it..
Him: *kisses her*

Love changes you forever. Everything is different after it touches your life and there's no real explanation for it. It just is.

What is it to be loved? Everytime I think I know I realize that I was the only one ever loving and they never really cared at all...

I fear your name will haunt me forever....

Telephone calls until I have to sleep...
Texts as soon as you wake up...
Doing things because you know it makes me laugh...
Driving 3 hours just to see me...
Fighting away all my tears...
Is that what it is to be loved?

You know those hugs? The ones where you're held real close and then they pull you even tigher, as if you might disappear from their life at any second? The ones that make the world disappear and everything better? Yea I'd love one of those please.