Dreams are what you fear and what ou fear you want.
If the eyes are the windows to the soul than a smile must be the window to the heart.
Love is like a knife, it can stab the heart or it can carve wonderful images that will last a life time.
Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who you thought you were, then let me ask you if we can still be friends.
There's only 2 things I want to know, that you love me, and that you'll never stop.
I'm trying really hard to still think you feel bad for me, but your absence is making it hard to believe
I don't know the words to make you feel better, but I have ears to listen to you, arms to give you a hug and a heart that is aching to see you smile again.
As I sit here looking at you, I wonder if thee will ever be a day when i get over your smle....when I will let go of the hugs you gave me that i continue to feel...a day when i forget the words you said to me, forget what you mean to me or forget how much I love you But no matter what you did to me or what happened to us. i know I could never get over, let go, or forget you.
When you finally realize you don't matter to someone, you begin to wonder if you matter to anyone.
Love takes off masks that we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live with.
I ask God every night why I was so lucky to get him back, but I think he's trying to teach me a lesson..people change, and you can never fully recover a lost feeling...it tears me apart knowing I can never again get what I once had.
All I really wanted was some of your time. Instead you told me lies when someone else was on your mind.
Thanks to all you girls that talk bad about me, thanks for making me the center of your world....
I'm not moving on, and the worst part is, i know there's no turning back.
You've changed me so much. I guess that's what happens. I whs you knew how much you changed me. I wonder if I changed you, if your life is different because of me, because mine is different. After all you taught me, we don't even talk to each other....
I can't forget the things you never said.
I hate breathing because every breath proves I can live with out you.
When I look back to the beginning I think of your smile. I think of how for a moment life was worthwhile. I think of the way you held my hand, kissed me softly, and could alwyas understand. I think of the day you looked at me our eyes met. These are things I'll never forget. But now when I see my reflection and I look into my own eyes, I think of how I lost you. How we lost each other. I know one day you'll be breaking hearts in Heaven, but what can I do now you've broken mine?
