She told me I could have fought for her love, but I know that I would still lose.

Losing a girlfriend to another man cracks the wall of your heart; you mend it by replacing her!

An X-ray cannot diagnose a broken heart; you feel it yourself.

Rejection wrecks, but friendship heals.

What annoys me is when someone who is no better tries to belittle me, like a pot calling the kettle black.

I'm not shy, I just do not want to draw the wrong type of attention.

I pick you up when you down, while you let me drown. You belittle me and treat me like a clown.

That once butterfly feeling has now burned to ashes. You are no longer a feeling that I miss nor want.

You’re presence was what I’ve longed for, for so long.. Now your presence is no longer needed as it is too late...

Seeing you is what broke me.