She's not calling. She's not saying she made a mistake. She's not saying she wants me back. She's not saying anything... because we're done for good.

I've always been second choice to a girl that was forever my one and only choice.

I want to go outside in the rain and let God's tears roll down my face. For I understand heartbreak. And our tears shall mend until the Heavens have gone dry.

If she loves me the way she says, we will end up together. For once, it's all falling into place.

I know you will not ever pick me, but just let me bask in this love for a little bit longer.

Isn't it weird that so much heartbreak can come from so much happiness?

I'm trying to drown out the world and my thoughts, so my music I will blare until it hurts to think.

My head belongs on your shoulder and my hand belongs wrapped in yours.

I could live wrapped in your arms forever. I could live right where you are, because I'm starting to believe that's where I belong. I could live walking down the street hand in hand with you. I could love you forever.

I keep telling myself after every time we kiss, that was the last kiss. I try to convince myself of it. But then we kiss again... and again. And every single time, you make me smile.