My eyes are glass: broken and not worth looking into, but deep inside, I still want you to see.

I'll wait here forever...and it'll kill me.

How could he fall in love with someone he barely knew, someone who would never love him back, when all along someone like me, who has loved him since the day we met, was standing right beside him? I guess he never stopped to look.

My cold, mirthless eyes stare on into darkness. My broken, loveless heart throbs in eternal pain.

I don't think love needs a voice or physical appearance to base itself on, I believe that it is based in the heart and is only felt there.

Our friendship is as deep as the ocean. As wide as the Grand Canyon. As long as the Nile. And as strong as the love we possess in ourselves to give away our friendship, to hold each other up, and help each other through.

Time will heal our pain. Our wings will once again be whole. In time we will be able to fly, finding freedom and love and friendship in each other. Together our wings will forever sheild the other. We are protected for life with the love of friendship.

Look into my eyes, and tell me what you see.
Can you see the pain, or just yourself staring at me?

They all say: Don't leave the one you love for the one you like because the one you like will leave you for the one they love. What if you're the one they love?

~BrokenFaery~

When the one you love breaks up with you because you weren't what they wanted, the only thing you can do is pray to move on and then never look back for your heart will only break more.