My heart it aches and cries, for you have told me all these lies.

While you were sleeping I figured everything out; i was constructed for you, and you were molded for me.

I don't think there's anything worse than being ordinary.

Some people ask me why I can't give up on you.
How do I tell them about the whispered midnight phone calls, or the way you treat me like a star?
They don't know what I know.

I hate missing you.
But I love having you to miss.

Distance means absolutely nothing, when someone means so much.

Last night I cried for you.
Not because I want you and know I can't have you.
Not because you don't need me like I need you.
No, I cried because I just wish you were happy.

Will you please stop holding onto my heart?
I was nice enough to give it to you, can't you be nice enough to return it now that you're done using it?

I wish I didn't have to deal with all the walls that she forced you to build up around your heart.

"Love" is too strong a word to say it too early, but it has too beautiful a meaning to say it too late.