Sad girl loves happy boy. ):

(Whenever he's happy I'll say "You have a beautiful smile Happy Boy." and I'll call myself "Sad Girl", of course...he doesn't know about that part.)

...and we're both so in love; me with him, and him with her.

I had hope in the depths of my soul that one day...you would love me.

I lived completely in love and completely diluted when I believed that you would stay forever.

I had created an illusion that fed my heart, my heart that now is forced to accept that we are just friends.

And I find it kind of funny, I find it kind of sad; the dreams in which I'm dying are the best I've ever had.

Songs used to remind me of our love; now they remind me of how better off I am without you.

Am I just another scene from a movie that you've seen a hundred times?

Let's start an epidemic: smile like you're not dying inside.

Mine.

This troubled heartache won't go away-I think there might be something wrong with me.