Tuesday, October 14, 2008 6:24 AM
Last night, I cried myself to sleep. I kept contemplating over the things you told me, and just thinking about you made me cry uncontrollably. I hate this feeling, I really do. Honestly, I've tried to let go of you but I just can't, and I really don't want to either. I thought everything you told me meant something, and I still wanted to believe it. But now, you're with her, and I've never seen you so happy before. I can't deal with the fact that she's the one you're thinking about, she's the one you hug and kiss, and that she's the one you call every single day. Every once in a while i see you look at me like you used to. Maybe it was those gorgeous eyes.Those eyes that still make me tingle inside.The eyes, where if he asked me to,I probably would.
And when it hurts so bad that you want tolay in the middle of the road, I'll be there.I'll be there to bring you back home. And if in some distant place in the future we see each other in our new lives, I'll smile at you with joy and remember how we spent those years togetherbeneath the trees, learning from each other and growing in love. The best love is the kind that awakens the soul and makes us reach for more, that plants a fire in our hearts and brings peace to our minds, and that's what you've given me. That's what I hope to give to you forever. I love you. I'll be seeing you He's trying to erase her by running away, hiding his broken heart and acting okay. But she's always on his mind, night and day. Thinking about calling her, but what could he say?
Just because her eyes don't tear --doesn't mean her heart don't cry. she guards the gate, but she's lost the key.So no one enters, but no one leaves. It's you. When all my dreams come true, the one I want next to me is you.-One Tree Hill Drink until the pain disappears...
there’s no other feeling in the worldlike knowing that he could be withany girl in the entire world, but hechooses to be with you It's the little things that hurt the mostLike when he's staring at the girl across the roomThinking there's nothing else that he would want moreAnd you know that it's not you I want freedom where it doesn't existAnd I want rules where none are given
I just wish that we had some sort of closureSome kind of "Bye.. We'll meet again"I never knew that the last time would really be the last timeIf i did maybe i would have held you tighter, kissed you harder, loved you more for that momentI just never got my chance for closureAnd it just hurts so bad You make me feel like i can touch the stars again It's like I'm secretly broken, without the broken feeling.There's just something in me that I knowis misplaced, but I dont know what it is.
it's hard and i'm not gonna pretend that i've got it all together. and you shouldn't either. If it didn't matter, it wouldn't still be in your head shame on me for wanting thingsback the way they used to be.Isn't it scary thinking that if just one little thing had been different, you might not know him right now?
You know what's the most terrifyingthing about admitting that you're in love?You're just naked. You put yourself in harm's wayand you lay down all your defenses. No clothes,no weapons. Nowhere to hide, completelyvulnerable. The only thing that makes it tolerableis to believe the other person loves you backand you can trust him not to hurt you. You cannot hold onto anything that wants to go.Do you understand what I'm sayin'? You just got to love itwhile you got it, and that's that.++ Because of Winn Dixie It always seems like the whole world is in love when you're alone.++Dane Cook
Summer romances end for all kinds of reason. But, when all is said and done, they ahve one thing in common - they are shooting stars, a spectacular moment of light in the heavens, a fleeting glimpse of eternity and in a flash they are gone.++The Notebook 4AM & I still can't get him out of my head.The music's just not drowning out the voices,& the lyrics just aren't numbing the pain anymore. It’s just how she lives.Loving all the wrong people,and wishing all the wrong things.Tear-stained cheeks are her style,and a broken heart worn on her sleeve is nothing new,because everyone knowsshe’s tired of not being able to breathe.
So once again,I feel my heart breaking over somethingthat was only in my head, Let her bottle up her feelings whileshe sits on the edge of her bed,wondering why she deserveseverything you put her through.&& she can pray for a better day There are things you want to say - real things - honest things -but they're buried so deep inside it's an effort to drag them to the surface.
you don't ever stop loving someone. It's more a matterof learning to deal with the pain of not having them anymore. And I find It kind of funny I find it kind of sad The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had <3 Gary Jules<
~ you're everything I need
