With my tears, comes even more fear.

Not knowing if you want me is worse than knowing you don't want me.

Isn't it odd how one's death makes you evaluate your own life? R.I.P. Eduard.

If I offered you my heart, would you take it, or just toss it aside?

I know if I give you my heart, I'll regret it, but if I don't, I'll regret it even more.

I'd rather be wrong looking for the truth, than right looking for a lie.

Love's not a competition, but I just lost.