I don't think he's ignoring me. I think he sees me, but he doesn't really look at the kind of girl I am. He chooses no to. Does that make sense? |
It's like a routine. I fall for you on Monday. I like you from Tuesday to Thursday. You make me mad on Friday. I think I'm over you over the weekend, but the second I see you on Monday morning, I fall for you again and again. |
You can erase someone from your mind. Getting them out of your heart is another story. |
I guess this time you're really leaving. I heard your suitcase say goodbye. And as my broken heart lies bleeding, you say, "True love; it's suicide." |
I guess this time you're really leaving. I heard your suitcase say goodbye. And as my broken heart lies bleeding, you say, "True love; it's suicide." |
There is no definition for love, but when you've find it, you'll know. |
There is no definition for love, but when you've found it, you'll know. |
He's the only reason why I wake up in the morning and he doesn't even know or care and that breaks my heart. And if he breaks my heart, then why do I still like him? |
I think I'd miss you even if we had never met... |
The bad thing about a girl with a broken heart |