At night....i hold onto my pillow tight sleep in ur shirt and listen to those voicemails saying how u love me and youd never let me go...and cry myself to sleep wondering why im listening to ur lies

Scars are reminders. They aren't always visible, but you know they are there. But not only that, you need them. You need to be reminded of how bad love can suck. Why? So you can appreciate it when it doesn't.

Could you move on with your life, if I walked right out of it?

Lost and confused. i am addicted to you

They say that bad experiences make you stronger?
What if all it did was break me down?

Look into my eyes you'll see
There is nothing left inside of me

So here i am....
still in bed
with yesterday's make-up
and old tissues....
promising myself
today's the day i'll forget you...

and thats when he left..after he got what he wanted.

People dream that violence and terror will stop.
People dream that their pain will end.
People dream that lost loves will return.

But a dream is just what it is, a dream. And dreams never come true.

I guess what happened last night. Doesent matter to you today.