I don't want to know what it feels like to have a broken heart... but if that comes with loving you then I guess I'm okay with it, becuase you are still my everything...

I'm really gonna miss my hair in your face, the feel of your arms around me and the knowledge that for once in my life I was somewheres safe.

I can handle not being your everything, so long as I'm not your nothing, and I'm close to being your something.

All my friends say you are no good for me... They have no idea how wrong they are.

Please just put me out of my misery, because I can't handle living off nothing but the memories of how things used to be. The ones from back when I believed I was okay...

When everyone thinks you're fine, sometimes you forget for a while that you're not...

Nothing I do makes a difference anymore. So why do I bother trying?

I'm okay with you moving on, I really am.... My lips just tell a different story then my heart...

She's full of smiles, that are full of lies.

I can smile all I want... but it doesn't change anything.