she moved on, and i feel sorry for you, because she thought you were the most amazing boy ever. if she could have had any guy in the world, she still would have picked you. now, you're just another part of her past, a memory more faded every day. and someday, she'll find the one she deserves, and he will make her the happiest girl in the world.
two.
i don't want to hear that i'm your everything. that you want to be with me "forever." i want to hear that i'm the reason you wake up in the morning. the reason you live through the day knowing at the end you get to hear my voice before you go to sleep. and if my voice isn't the last you hear you can't sleep all night because you are thinking about how much you miss me.
three.
i want to be the kind of girl who leaves an everlasting impression. i don't want to be the type that you'll forget in a week. i want to be hard to forget. i want to have the kind of impact on someone where they know they'll never find anyone else who could ever take my place.
four.
there's something a quote does that nothing and no one else can ever do; it can become a part of you, you may never meet, or even know who wrote your life down in their own words, but that person is your companion. quotes help you get over pain, feel loved, make you smile or even laugh, on those tough days. and to think you started thinking no one knew what you were going through.
five.
we wonder why black and white photos capture our soul. i think it's because without color, we aren't drawn to the makeup and color of our eyes, or our hair, or how tan our skin is. black and white captures the innocence on one's face and the hurt they've gone through to feel vulnerability. the glow we see comes from inside, brightening our eyes, our skin, and our smile. it grabs the truth that liberates us.
six.
i know that we won't ever really be close again, and that hurts more than you know. but all i can really ask for right now, is for you to be a decent person. maybe even a decent friend. because i need something, anything. i just need some ounce of hope that things will look up again for us, that we haven't lost anything. because right now all i have are memories, which hurt to remember, knowing i won't ever have them back. i wonder if you know how much this hurts for me, to go each day without you, to see you not care. and there are days, just moments, when i think that maybe this day will be different, and maybe things are turning around, but those are just moments that fade away quickly. and i know that in the long run, i know that you'll never be here. you will never be here for me again. and that hurts, because no matter what, i have, and will always be there for you.
seven.
one day i realized he was gone for good, and it was okay.
eight.
come lay in bed with me. i just need someone tonight. i need someone to hold me, talk with me, nothing major. today's just one of those days when i need someone to make me feel loved.
nine.
you say you know what it's like to get hurt. but when the hell did you ever stay up crying all night because i didn't care enough?
ten.
"who needs love?" read the professor from the hardbound book on his lap. he took a breath, anticipating the fact that he was about to keep reading when the girl with the rare dark blue eyes and delicate chestnut hair in the back row slowly raised her hand and quietly answered, "i do."
eleven.
and yes, you've hurt me more times than anyone should ever have and you continue to cause me pain, but even now as i cry these tears you put on my face, i will always be here for you. maybe we won't speak for a long time to come but i will still think of you each and every day. yeah that could be a total waste of me but i can never give up hope. so i'm never giving up on you.
twelve.
they say once you fall, get back up and try again. so that's exactly what i'm doing. i fell for you, and now i'm getting back up. i'm getting over you. and i'm gonna try again with someone 10 times better.
thirteen.
sometimes i wonder, if love is worth fighting for. then i remember your face, and i'm ready for war.
fourteen.
well, how is your new love? i hope she's doing fine. i heard you told her that you'll love her until the end of time. now that's the same thing you told me; it seems like just the other day. isn't it funny how time slips away?
fifteen.
i mean what if no one's watching? what if when we're dead, we're just dead? what if it's just us down here? what if God is just an idea someone put in your head?
sixteen.
you had my heart way before you started to try and get it.
seventeen.
i'm not going to spend my life chasing people. you want to leave? fine then, go ahead. because i'm done with chasing and caring for people who never had interest in me. nothing lasts and people change. i've learned love is hard and life isn't always what you want it to be.
eighteen.
no matter how carefully you choose your words, they'll always end up being twisted by others.
nineteen.
i'm not sure if i should keep trying to make this work or if i should just let it go.
twenty.
how can the only thing that's killing me make me feel so alive?
Just A Crazy Note for my past life away..Thanks for everything DK
