I swore that last time would be the last time... It doesn't surprise me I lied...

I can't help these feelings, it was not my choice to fall so hard for you. I can't pick who I love, and if I could it wouldn't be someone who's hurt me as much as you...

Why is it that you tell me to let you go, and the minute I try you wont let me?

I love you. Simple as that. Theres nothing else to explain why I stick around through all this pain.

I'm tired and weak, broken and hurting... no matter how bad it gets I'm not giving up on fighting for you...

I'm terrified to close my eyes, because the memories ambush me, forceing me to watch all those moments with you. Forceing me to admit you're gone and that I'm not okay. That this act of strength I thought I had mastered, is nothing but a lie.

Togeather we'd be perfect, nothing could break us apart. But for some reason you think it's best that we arn't, and I'm left with a broken heart...

Don't get mad, don't walk away, please don't leave... you're all that I have left...

If you arn't going to treat her right, let her go so someone else can...

But most of all, I hate the way I don't hate you at all...