I miss the past, everyone and everything about it. They say it's not good to live in the past. But what if the past is where I want to be? And all I want is for things to go back to the way they used to be. Things change and so do people, that's life, but when things are good why can't they stay the same? There's nothing I or anyone can do about it and I guess we just have to enjoy what we have.
We have nothing in common and we don't share the same opinions on anything. Every time we talk we end up arguing, but there's just something about you that makes me weak at the knees.
And before I leave, I'd like one thing.? I'd like you to tell me that you loved me. Don't lie to yourself & say you didn't, cause I've seen your eyes, I've seen the emotion behind them. So don't lie to me ?and tell me I meant nothing to you, when you know I meant the world.
The truth is, I really do miss what we almost had. You’re the only person that ever made me feel anything; really feel. Even if it wasn’t always the best of feelings, you’re the only one who could make me smile or tear me down in three seconds flat. You’re the only person that can drive me crazy, in both good and bad ways. You’re the only person that ever made me feel like I didn’t have to try so hard. And I know that you’re not okay without me either, or you wouldn’t talk about such things as you do. I just wish you knew I still loved you, and I wish you would do something with that knowledge. I wish you would grab me and hold me tight in your arms and whisper in my ear how much you loved me more, like you always did.
The worst thing is loving someone when you shouldn’t anymore. It’s caring about someone, wondering how they are and what they’re up to when the truth is they’ve stopped wondering about you a long time ago. The worst thing is remembering every single detail of your relationship when he’s obviously long forgotten about you. The worst thing is missing him so much when he doesn’t even realize you’re gone, the worst thing is feeling the same as you ever did, knowing you shouldn’t because he doesn’t anymore.
I know that you and I have both moved on. We’ve both grown up and
traveled down very different paths. I know that things will probably neverbe the same again, and I know I’ll miss them from time to time. And I don’t think we should try to make them the same again because I’d like to remember them the way they were: awkward and imperfect and amazing and breathtaking. We did have some pretty snazzy times, didn’t we? I hope you always remember them and never forget them. I hope you think of me and the memories we made every now and then and smileyour face off. I know I will.
He talked to her again, as friends. It's been a while, but his eyes were just as blue and his smile was just as bright as always. He made her smile, he made her fall in love, again.
When you hugged me, that was when I really started to cry; it was when it actually hit me. No heaves and sighs, just tears flowing down my cheeks. Most people would have just given me a hug and let go, but you held on like you were trying to make sense out of all of it, too; like you needed a hug just as much as I did.
It's like I was chasing after you and I really, really wanted to catch you.. But now I realized if you wanted to be caught, you would have stopped running.
She hides herself with music. She never shows her feelings; always keeping things bottled up inside. I’d hate to see the day she exposes it all. When she tells you how you’ve made her feel, you’ll never be able to look at her the same way every again. Never.
i want to be alright without you. i want to smile, i want to laugh, i just want to stop lying to myself. you've been pulling me down for way too long and i know now it's time to let you go. it's time i stop worrying about you and your precious little life; it's time i think about myself for a change. it's time i treat myself right and leave behind those who don't. it's time i dig myself out of this hole and start all over again with someone who just might be willing to give me the chance that you never did.
maybe this is supposed to be the end of us, maybe we are not supposed to reconcile and be friends again. maybe we were here to teach one another a lesson, and once the lesson was taught we were supposed to leave. you taught me love, lust, pain and trust. i taught you to never let anyone take advantage of you. and now maybe, just maybe, this is the end for us.
the reason why people hold onto memories so tight, is because memories are the only things that don't change when everything else does.
sometimes there is nothing to be said. sometimes nothing should be said. i just want to find someone who won't run away. someone to look me in the eyes and tell me its okay; that things don't always go right. that is how life works and how it will always work. that it's not going to be easy. today, tomorrow, the next day, but it will somehow get better.
just when you least expect it, you start to think about how he made you laugh, how you feel when you're around him; and then you realize that after all this time, you cared about him more than you thought you did.
even though i'm moving on, i will never forget you. all because you were my first true love. and there will come a time in my life when i will thank you for that because by you breaking my heart, it made me a little bit stronger and you made me a little bit closer to finding the one that i'm meant to spend the rest of my life with. the scary thing is all the pain you put me through, with the snap of your fingers i'd run back so fast. but I can’t do that to myself again, I just can’t.
As I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will get over your smile.
Sometimes you think you've gotten over a person, but when you see him smile you suddenly realize, you're just pretending you're over him to ease the pain of knowing that he will never be yours.
I remember the last time I had my heart broken and I kept on telling myself that it will be the last time. Wonder how many times people use the words “this will be the last time”? Whether after drinking a bucketful of alcohol or giving someone a chance when they least deserve it.
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