There was a time when you swore you loved me; that you would do anything to see me smile. I hope your satisfied that I believed your lie.

My secrets are mine to keep because if I speak of them the world will hate me. So my secrets are mine to keep; hidden away where they are destructive enough to kill me.

I honestly thought I could handle you being gone and that he could fix me.. I honestly believed that for once I could forget you... How stupid am I?

I thought I forgot what it felt like to be broken, hurt and depressed... Then you had to go and remind me.

I miss you...

Everytime I think things are finally okay, I find out I am wrong...

If I curl up in a ball tightly enough maybe it wont hurt so bad..

I try so hard to make everything work out and yet I still manage to screw it all up..

"My friend asked me once if I would change anything about the first time I had my heart broken. I looked to where you stood and said 'no'. She asked me why and I replied 'having my heart broken ment someone better could come along and fix it'."

It's the people you want to care the most that always care the least..