We’re always asking ourselves that question, “What if it doesn’t hurt this time?” That’s the reason we all hurt so much.

Your like a diamond in a display window. I can stare at you for hours but I can't afford to keep you.

And all we have left is a faded friendship and worn photos in a book...

We never stop to ask - what if we're wrong?

Love hurts no matter who it's with. No matter how much they love you and how many times they promise they would never hurt you.

It can never be the way it used to be...it's like glueing together shattered china ... you can still see the cracks and the glue.

You said you would catch me when I fall, now i'm on the ground and you don't care at all.

All i want, is someone to hold me when I cry tonight. Someone to lie to me and tell me, that everything will be alright.

I tell myself I hate you and I don't need you. Sometimes I believe it's true but on those bad days when i need someone to run to and you're the first person that comes into my mind... that's when i know i've been lying to myself.

I don't miss you - my smile says as much.
Then.. after the lights go out i'll torture myself with another sleepless night because my heads too full of thoughts about you and how I won't ever stop missing you...