Not all scars show, not all wounds heal. Sometimes you can't always see the pain someone else feels.
If I promise not to cry, can you do me a favor? Look me straight in the eye and tell exactly how you feel about me.
The worst isn't when you are in love with someone who doesn't love you back The worst is when you are in love with somebody who used to love you.
Music is worthless unless it can make a complete stranger break down and cry.
Tears are silent lullabies that carry you to sleep with heartaches that your soul just couldn't keep.
There's a crack in my soul, you thought it was a smile.
Come here and finish what you started.
I wish I could show you the hell you put me through. Then maybe, for once in your life you could see how it feels to be made a fool of, to be made a slut, and to have everyone saying shit about you that they knew nothing about. I just want you to understand what that feels like.
So tell me, what your secret is to letting go. Letting go like you did.
you let go, so now it's my turn. i'm willing to accept that. but when i find happiness, don't decide you love me.
I do not hate you and have never hated you. I was angry at you and depressed by you and confused about you, but hate never came into it.
The saddest thing that I can possibly think of is a dead bird, they make me think about how no matter how free you are one day you will die.
lately, i've realized that all i really need is somebody who will listen to my bullshit, call me out on my bullshit, and love me despite my bullshit.
We accept the love we think we deserve.
Sometimes, if a string gets too tangled and messed up to solve, it's better to cut it out to start a new one and save the untangled part.
He is not an obsession,only a piece of my past; a door I must shut before I can move on with my life.
Hello, how are you? I know you. I knew you. I think I can remember your name.
For once in my life, I'm at a loss of words.The truth of the matter is being with you was the only time I have ever been happy.
i've been running around for the past year with absolutely no direction. i didn't know what i wanted. all i knew was that you were always there, always in my head, always under my skin.
sometimes all we need is an emotional slap in the face to get us back on track
Sometimes I wonder if he really cares about me or if he just feels like he has to, just because we're friends.
I looked at him, and he looked at me, and for that split second it was like we forgave each other for everything.
I simply miss who you used to be. You're so unfamiliar to me now. We may as well be strangers
If you've ever had one of those times when you've clutched a pen or something else in your hand for a long time, only to look down and be surprised that you are still holding it long after your need for it had passed, you'll understand sometimes we get so use to holding that we forget to let go.
I cannot control the feeling you got me going through. I want to be yours, but that’s up to you.