If you were to ask me how many times you ran through my head while you were gone, I would say 'only once', because you never even left my thoughts for one second.

Such a lovely smile, and against my will,
I loved you, but you didn't love back.
Because, baby, if only looks could kill,
I'd be six feet under, buried in a sack.

He asks me what he said that made me upset. I reply with 'Baby, it's what you didn't say that has broken my heart'.

"I know you're seeing someone else! You don't even have the decency to remove her lipstick!"

(He wipes his mouth on his hand)

"And when did I ever say that the lipstick was around your mouth?"

Love isn't worth it when you lose a special friend but gain yet another name to the 'Boys I Like' list.

No, not now.

Not now I'm so close to forgetting you, please don't bring all the tears, the pain, the hurt back.

I don't think I can take it anymore.

She isn't good enough for him, it's a clear and simple fact.

I would love to tell him so, as a friend, to protect him, but I can't.

Why? Because he isn't my friend any more, he is my crush.

I'm old enough to know better, but too young to care!

"He's just a guy that's full of love" she said. It's a shame that it wasn't love for her.

Do you ever get those days when all you want to do is look at your pictures of the good times and remember those you loved?

And when you do, do you cry with laughter or cry tears full of sadness?