And if you died... the sad thing is that I'd still be sending you e-mails, letters, and asking you for help...

because no matter what I can't let go.

I thought I could live without you, but I can't.

This? This isn't living.
The only time I ever felt alive was with you..

Looking at the happiness around her, she can't help but think of him everytime...

What's the use of forgetting when he has left an imprint on her soul?

She reads all these love quotes to think of only him in the end...

Her head is screaming at her to give up...

but there's a voice whispering to her heart that there's more, that a person doesn't mean this much to you and just disappear...

I want to laugh with you when you laugh. I want to have fun with you when you have fun. I want to grieve with you when you're grieving. When you're sad, I want to cry with you. I want to love you even when you don't love me.

She's not scared of getting her heart broken. She's scared of falling in love again.

So the world may not need me, and it may not need you, but is it too much to say that you are my world and I do need you?

"You'll forget about me" you told me this, even from the beginning...

God I wish you were right...