When you left me you took a large piece of my heart... unfortunately you left the larger piece that's still absolutely crazy about you.
Why is it that when you miss someone so much that your heart is ready to disintegrate, that you hear the saddest song on the radio?
Nothing you love is lost. Not really. Things, people - they always go away, sooner or later. You can't hold them, any more than you can hold moonlight. But if they've touched you, if they're inside of you, then they're still yours. The only things you ever really have are the ones you hold inside your heart.
It's funny how someone can hurt you so much and they don't even realize what they're doing to you.
The hardest part of moving on is not looking back.
I don't miss him... I just miss the person I thought he was.
This isn't a perfect world. People get hurt. You smile when you feel like crying, you act like yo'ure okay, when you're falling apart inside, and you try to let go, you try to move on, because there's nothing else you can do.
It has to be hard to watch someone you love change before your eyes and know you can't do anything about it, but it must be heartbreaking to remember the way they once were.
The hardest part about all this and that a year ago, we were all happy. A year ago, we laughed constantly and wouldnt stop until it got us in trouble. A year ago, we were stronger than we are today. A year ago.. we were all best friends.
You may shoot me with your words, you may cut me with your eyes, you may kill me with your hatefulness... but like air I will rise.
What is meant to be will find a way to be.
You're only young once, but if you work it right, once is enough.
You can admire what you see, but you can only love what you truly know.
Friendship is a strange thing- we find ourselves telling each other the deepest details of our lives, things we don't even share with our families who raised us. But what is a friend- a confidant? A lover? A fellow email junkie? A shoulder to cry on? An ear to listen? A heart to feel? A friend is all these things, and more. No matter where we met, I call you friend. A word so small, yet so large in feeling. A word filled with emotion. It is true great things come in small packages. Once the package of friendship has been opened, it can never be closed. It is a constant book always written, waiting to be read, and enjoyed. We may have our disagreements. We may argue. We may concern one another. Friendship is a unique bond that lasts through it all. A part of me is put into my friends- some of my humor, some of it by listening ear, some of it is real life experiences, some of it is my romanticism. But with all, it is friendship. Friendships forged are a construct stronger than steel built as a foundation: Necessary for life, and necessary for love.
Best friends hang tough. They don't come with 'Fragile' stickers and are not easily scared off, or ticked off. Best friends help you out whenever they can, make time for you even when they don't have any, and trust your friendship enough to say 'no'. Best friends are cross-your-heart-and-hope-to-die, good-times-and-bad-times, borrow-anything, tell-you-everything, trust-you-with-their-deepest-darkest-secrets, always-and-forever friends.
Are you searching for words that you can't find? Trying to hide your emotions but eyes don't lie. I guess there's no easy way to say good bye.
There is a woman at the beginning of all great things.
Twenty years from now, you will be more disappointed by the things you didn't do than by the things you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade wind in your sails. Explore, dream, discover.
In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer.
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