Im not afraid of dying,im only afraid of getting my heart broken...

Seeing him ignore you for two months and getting you back jus like that,and looking at how ive missed you everyday since youve left and it doesnt mean a damn to you...that breaks my heart all over again

I hate the way you look at me,like you still care.But i know if you were asked,you'd deny it was ever there.

When you hug me like you used to,i sometimes wonder if its still there. The way my heart races when your around me,thats never gone away.

Dangerous construction zones are always clearly marked.But when you walk right into getting your heart broken,where was the warning sign on that one?

You dont recognize me anymore.But the heart thats always loved you is still there.

Sometimes its easier to forgive and let go,than hold a grudge.

God and angels are suppose to help protect us from pain.Where are they when a innocent heart is broken?

Pray for the others who need help more than yourself,pray for yourself that you can always manage on your own.

Sometimes the only person you can put your faith and trust in is God.