Some relationships are like glass; Sometimes it's better to leave them broken, than try to hurt yourself, in putting the pieces back together again.
just tell me why I was never good enough. I think you owe me at least that much. after all the months of second guessing and falling down, you owe me this. so before you go run of to your pretty little new girlfriend, look me in the eyes and tell me why after I nearly killed myself trying to be perfect for you, I still never really lived up to your expectations? We don't have uncountable memories, and we don't waste our time together, and we don't finish eachother's sentences, but that's okay, cause you make me happy. And that's enough for now.
I'm the girl, the one who always loses. The one with the fake smile and the girl who seems so strong but continues to break. That girl who's always there and seems to have no problems of her own. The one who holds back tears until she's off the phone...that girl that is love with a guy who doesn't care at all.
yeah i remember when you said you'd always be here, and i also remember how you left. yeah, i remember how you said "only one for me", and i also remember when i saw you with her. yeah, i remember when you said you "i'm sorry, i'll never do it again", and i also remember when you did do it again. yeah, i remember when you said "a promise is a promise, i never break a promise", and i also remember when you broke it. yeah, i remember when you said "have i ever let you down?", and i also remember when i said "yes." yeah, i remember when i said what was on my mind, and i also remember you leaving me on the floor with a bullet through my chest
To be unnoticed by the person you notice the most feels as if you were offering your most beautiful portrait to a blind person.
he's the reason i'm messed up, the reason i can't get myself into another relationship. no matter how hard i try, no matter how bad i want to... i'm scared. i'm not scared of getting hurt, i'm scared of hurting someone else. It's because i could never love anyone the way i loved him.
You've changed so much. I guess that's what happens. I wish you knew how much you've changed me. I wonder if I've changed you, if your life is different because of me.. because mine's different. My God, you taught me so much, and now we don't even talk to each other. I guess that's what happens.
we never talked or decided that this would happen; it just did. i came home last weekend to visit. it wasn't much different than it usually is. i tried to keep my distance and saw you when you were free. but i guess somewhere within the time that i was home something had changed. since i left again and went away from you we don't seem to talk anymore. i'm not sure why but i'm pretty sure that we're not on the same page. i haven't contacted you because i want you to be able to live your life and i want you to hopefully see that your life is not the same without me in it. i haven't contacted you because i love you and you just keep hurting me. i want you to need me. you haven't contacted me because you don't care anymore. it probably makes you happy that i'm leaving you be. with each day you are probably becoming happier. with each day i lose more hope and become a little more lonely than i had been the day before. i love you
We'll pace the roads and we'll paint the skies. Our path is plagued by discontent goodbyes.
We're striking the days so we can burn the nights, And I'll never look back on what I've left behind.
Most girls say they want a fairy tale, but that's not what I want. I want someone who will make fun of me and laugh at my jokes even if they're stupid. Someone who will wrestle with me and not let me win because I'm a girl. Yeah, riding off into the sunset would be nice, but playing thumb war with you seems so much better.
I don't forgive people because I'm weak.
I forgive them because I am strong enough to know people make mistakes.
I didn't give up cause I didn't care, I gave up cause you didn't
More people would learn from their mistakes if they weren't so busy denying them
I saw him staring at me - not glancing, but blatantly staring. & I wondered if he was staring at the wreckage he had created or if maybe, just maybe he regretted ever hurting me in the first place. In that moment I just wanted him to push me hard against a wall & kiss me. I didn`t want to think anymore. I didn`t want to question it. I just wanted to feel it. Sometimes that`s all we need - is just to feel it.
I’m a girl. I have feelings. I overreact. I underestimate. I overestimate. I over think everything. I look too deep into everything's meaning. I dream big. My expectations are high. I can tell when I'm being lied to but sometimes I wish I didn't. Yes I get jealous, and I'm always scared I'll lose you. That's why when I ask how you are I mean it. When I ask how your day was, I genuinely want to know. And when I say I love you, I'm not lying.
I have a feeling that a lot of people have let you down, but I’m not going to add my name to that list.
Just once, I want to be hard to leave. I want someone staying up all night thinking only of me.
The hardest part is waking up in the morning and remembering what you had been trying so hard to forget the night before
Strength isn't about how much you can handle before you break. It's about how much you can handle after you break
she's just a little too scared
to get close because everyone
who said they'd be there, left.
I guess somewhere you'll still be in the back of my head some place. I'll deny it from time to time and I'll say I don't remember you and I'll go on about how your name does sound vaguely familiar. I'll laugh off the times you made me cry with the friends that were there and went through the pain with me. But the truth is... I could never forget those times we had and I could never forget you. Because at one point, your name alone made me the happiest I thought I ever could be. And they always say never regret the things that once made you smile.
I hope when you lay next to her you think of me. I hope when you repeat to her the same lines I once heard, you feel dirty. I hope when you can't sleep at night, memories of me flood your brain. But mostly, I hope when you touch yourself, you remember how I always did it better.
i want to wear your sweatshirt to bed, watch scary movies with you, talk on the phone till sunrise, sneak out at night to look at the stars with you, play your favorite video game, make you watch chick flicks, kiss you in the rain, go on walks with you, laugh until i cant breathe, hold hands, build a fort and have a snowball fight. i want to fall hopelessly in love with you
he knows the real me. the me that prefers to stay home on weekends to play Nintendo and eat ice cream and pizza. The me that runs around in shorts and a t-shirt and my hair a mess, but he actually likes the real me.
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