If I was in love with you I would know how I feel, I don't.

Hopelessly in love, desperately broken.

I guess I never really learned, because I know if you came back and told me you wanted to be with me I would wrap my arms around you and kiss you like never before.

It would be a miracle if you came back to me, it would be a dream if we could last without fighting every night, but one day I would wake up. It would be perfect if I could get over you, but I just can't.

It's weird that a broken heart can effect your whole life, but it does, when you broke my heart you broke everything, my whole world is upside down, its even effected my breathing.

It's weird that the one girl that should have loved me and stayed by my side left and never tried.

You should love while you have the chance... it could be taken away from you in a split second... and that's it.

You turned me down... but you're back in my life... is it wrong that I'm falling for you more and more each time we talk?

You think you guys will make it... just like you thought we would make it... look how that turned out.

I'm hiding how I feel, just so no one can get close. Why do I do this to myself? I like to cut everyone off and slit my wrists. How did this happen?