Deep down, I know you're really that wonderful guy
I thought you were. But you're scared.
Scared because your feelings for me are so strong,
scared to try & make things work under such difficult circumstances,
scared because I'm the first girl who has ever loved you.
And that's why you ended things & why you're being such a douchebag,
because you're so scared.
I wish you could get over your fears &
realize what we have is worth the risk of heartache.
You don't care, & I finally understand that.
But I'm never going to understand how you could
drop me so fast & I guess I'll never know.
You owe me a thousand explanations but you'll
never take the time to explain a thing to me.
Someone once told me, "You can do better, you deserve much more."
And truth be told, the person is right. But usually when we love,
we love someone for who they are despite what they have done.
It's not so much about who we deserve, but who we want,
who we need, & who we love. That's how love is.
Everyone's sick of hearing about you.
They just don't understand; but how would they
if they don't know what's going on between us?
I miss you. I wish you needed me as much
as I need you. I wish you would open up to me.
I wish you'd want to tell me every single mundane detail
of your life. I wish I mattered.
I wish things would turn for the better soon.
It's there I know it. Because when I look at you, I can feel it.
"And if you never stop when you wave goodbye
you just might find, if you give it time,
you will wave hello again."
"I believe that life's gonna see
the love I give return to me."
Sometimes you just want to put
other people's happiness before yours
because you love them, because they deserve it.
Sometimes you want to go out of your way
for other people just because you know
that it's important that they get a chance
to smile once in a while.
The past is annoying;
it always shows up.
In everybody's words,
in every song you hear,
in every block you walk,
& you never get rid of it,
no matter how hard you try.
I don't know. I mean, I want to be his friend.
But then again, I don't. You know?
I mean how can you simply be friends
with someone when everytime you look at them
you're thinking about how much more you really want?
Life is too ironic.
It takes sadness to know
what happiness is,
noise to appreciate silence,
& absence to value presence.
If the feelings aren't mutual, MOVE ON.
If he misses you, he'll follow.
If he doesn't, good riddance.
"Take pride in your pain.
You are stronger than those who have none."
When you truly care for someone,
their mistakes never change our feelings
because it's the mind that gets angry,
but the heart still cares.
It's not about who you've been with,
it's about who you end up with.
Sometimes the heart doesn't know
what it wants until it finds
what it wants.
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