You want to be with me...
But we both know you need a guy, and I'm not that. You told me that wasn't true... but you know what? If it wasn't you wouldn't have been trying to find a guy while we were together...

Even though I do a lot of stupid shit, for reasons I don't even know, you're always there to open the door and ask "What did you do this time?" and help fix what I've done.

I always told you he wasn't that bad. I always defended him when you were angry with him. I let him hurt both of us...
The worst part was I truly believed that of him... I thought I knew him

I laugh to myself a lot because I truly never saw this coming... If I'd known I would fall for you and hurt this much I never would have wanted to be your friend...

Girl:> why do you have to make everything sound dirty? or say "you know you love me"
boy:> I dont meen to my bad
girl:> lol at least you know i love you
(after a long pause)
boy:> yeah and vice versa i hope

Boy:> I miss you lol
girl:> lol Im sure
boy:> I do
girl:> why?
boy:> cuz you make me happy
girl:> oh
girl:> I has brownie
boy:> I's has pizza
girl:> ...I've missed you too

I guess the worst kind of love someone can give you isn't the kind that seems and is fake but the kind that you know is fake even though it feels as real as the arms holding you...

I wonder, perhaps if I told you i loved you everyday maybe one day when you said it back you'd mean it

I asked you if we could start from stratch, pretend we'd never met, to try our friendship again... You agreed, what do we do now?

I have to admit its pretty cool how no matter how dark, loud and crowded a room is i can still spot you and hear you whisper my name