Don't say you know me, when I don't even know myself.

A teardrop is insignificant in a pool of water, but it can touch the soul as it runs down someone’s face.

My only fear now is living.

So this is it. You get to walk away with a smile on your face while I'm left with a story I can't even think about without crying.

When you said you loved me, did you mean it? Or was it just to make me hold on, fall in love, and break my heart when someone better came along?