Saturday, May 15, 2010

You can always say sorry, but the real apology is when you hear the sadness in his voice and see the look in his eyes. And you realize that he has hurt himself just as much.
I’ve fallen too many times, that I'm scared to stand back up.
I wanna be the girl who makes your bad days better & who makes you say my life has changed since I've been with her.
Soon it will be too late. Soon you will find someone absolutely perfect for you. Then I will never get to show you, that you're absolutely perfect for me.
you were holding on to make a point, what's the point?
cause i'm a lover, not a fighter but i'm battling a heavy heart
cause I can hardly see what's in front of me these days
I'm tired of your games and I'm tired of your lies, by the millionth time you've broke my heart, yeah, I'd say I've had enough.
One day we'll look back on this, laugh nervously, and quickly change the subject.
Dear pretty boy with my heart, I'm stealing it back and locking it away, and hopefully this time it won't stray into such cold hands again...
I never thought you would break me apart.
believe nothing, no matter where you read it or who has said it, not even if i have said it, unless it agrees with your own reason and your own common sense
i will be your 'one more time' if you will be my 'one last chance'
But sometimes, to get what you want, you have to take a chance. Risk it all, because it's worth it.
Next time my name starts to come out of your mouth, I hope you choke on it.
Just because I'm not speaking to you, doesn't mean that I don't miss you.
And everyone who I thought was there for me ended up gone. Thought I had true friends, a true guy, but I was wrong. Guess I should've known all along.
I realize you can't live your life saying ' well other people have it worse ', because at the end of the day you still hurt the same.
I'm blasting the Taylor Swift songs, screaming along to the lyrics, because he was just another asshole who broke me.
When all you wanted, was to be wanted.
& I can't think of anybody else who I hate to miss as much as I hate missing you.
Juliet is bleeding to death.
You can tell a lot about a person by the way they handle four things: a rainy day; the elderly; lost luggage; & tangled Christmas lights.
you should see the things I do to you in my dreams
It's not easy, is it? Fighting for something you could have had and wondering if maybe it's already too late.

1 comment:

  1. I have been reading your posts, for months upon months. And truth be told- its one of my favorite parts of my day. It's like christmas,when i see a new post. It's inspiring, its beautiful, and i wanted to thank you for that . For giving me hope in humanity.

    I wish you the best

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