All that I'm asking is don't make promises you can't keep. Don't say thing you don't mean. Cause in the end those things mean everything to me.

I'm not here because I'm "supposed" to be here, but because I'd rather be here with you than anywhere else in the world.

Every time you talk to me, I can't help but smile inside.

He ignores you, but you like him. He does nothing, but you fall for him. You miss him; even though you know he's never thought about you.

If you hold back feelings because you're afraid of getting hurt, you end up hurting anyways.

I still get butterflies even though I've seen you a hundred times.

Someday we'll know if love can move a mountain. Someday we'll know why the sky is blue. Someday we'll know why I wasn't meant for you.

Why am I so afraid to lose you when you're not even mine?

Should I smile because we are friends? Or cry because we'll never be anything more?

I'm scared to tell you how I feel because I know that you're too good for me and the possibility that you like me too seems so impossible.