I'm not supposed to love you, I'm not supposed to care, I'm not supposed to live my life wishing you were there. I'm not supposed to wonder where you are or what you're doing, but I can't help it, cause I'm in love with you.
Pain is inevitable. Suffering is optional.
Me, I'm scared of everything, I'm scared of who I am, what I saw, what I did, but most of all I am scared of walking out of this room and never feeling for the rest of my life, the way I feel when I'm with you.
Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.
The pain of having a broken heart is not so much as to kill you, yet not so little as to let you live.
There's this place in me where your finger tips still rest... your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo... It's the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
I wonder, when you look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break your heart too, even crack it a little bit?
I’m going to smile and make you think I’m happy, I’m going to laugh, so you don’t see me cry, I’m going to let you go in style, and even if it kills me - I’m going to smile.
You don't realize how much you care about someone until they don't care about you.
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.
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