You obviously don't care about me as much as you say you do, because if you did you wouldn't have just let me go like that..

What if I told you I still love you? Would you have not let me go so easily?

I wanted you to fight for me.. But you didn't. I really shouldn't be so surprised, or heartbroken.

I guess our story's ending here.

It's been a while since everything has felt okay..

Trust me, you don't want to love me.

Why do I make you a priority when to you, I'm only an option.

I'm not that sad, nor am I that depressed. I just want something so bad that it's killing me from the inside out.. and I have no idea what it is.

- Not mine, but I love it.

I wonder sometimes when you look in my eyes can you see my heart breaking? Does it break your heart too.. Even a little bit?

Sometimes the person you really need is the one you didn't think you wanted.