I love the way you look at me. Especially when I say something really stupid. You have this Why do I put up with you look. But, right after that it's the It's because I love you look. Then the I must be insane to love you look. And finally the I must seriously be insane look.
This goes out to all of the people who have been broken but have been strong enough to let go. For the people who have hurt so badly that they felt they could never love again, but kept their head up. For those who feel like going back to their old lover would put all the pieces back where they belong and everything would fit, but accept the cold hard truth instead. For the people that learn from their mistakes and never stop moving forward, even when they take two steps back. For the people that wish loneliness wasn’t a part of them, but put up with it anyhow. For the people that are okay with taking up all of the room in the bed, even if sometimes it feels a little empty. For the people who wake up in the morning with no missed calls, but smile anyway. For the people that periodically miss the past, but are so much more excited for the future. For the people that have wounds still healing. For the people that have so much tied to their past relationship, but break those chains to start fresh. For the people that want to look back so badly, but focus on the road ahead. For the people that pick up the phone so tempted to call, but keep their dignity in tact instead. For the people that never wanted to let go, but had to. For the people that still believe in love even after all of the hurt their heart has endured. For all the people that gave up not because they were weak, but because most times it’s better just to let go. We’ll get our happy ending someday.
I think the problem is that I'm stuck waiting for him to do something, to make a move, to say the perfect thing. And the problem is that I shouldn't be that girl, the one who sits and waits for him. I should be independent. I should think clearly and consistently without having my mind jump straight back to him. Yeah, falling for someone like that is the hardest thing to do. And the stupidest thing is that the thing standing in my way is fear of losing him, the fear of rejection, the fear that I might lose a friend that means everything to me. I want to be everything to him, but I'm not. I'm not the kind of girl he needs, and I'll never be that girl.
I hate being in this position. I’m forcing myself to let go of the one person I need in my life. You’re the only thing that makes sense, but at the same time, the one thing that complicates me. I know that I’m better off without you, but I feel empty whenever I try to let go.
Sometimes I wonder if maybe we'll ever get back together, and then I realize that we'll never really be over, in a way it hasn't changed, but in some ways, it has, its not that we arent meant for each other, I think its just maybe we aren't ready for forever.
I'm not saying I have nothing. I'm not saying I'm gone completely. It's just sometimes it's all a bit too much to handle. Sometimes I feel like it's too much. I'm not going to do anything stupid because I know it will get better, it has to right? Otherwise there wouldn't be anyone who would live past their teenage years. But for now, just for now, it hurts.
I don't need to check that message, I know what it says. Baby, I still love you don't mean nothing when there's whiskey on your breath. That's the only love I get. So if you're calling I bet you're in a bar listening to a cheatin' song, glass of johnny walker red with no one to take you home. They're probably closing down saying, no more alcohol. I bet you're in bar cause I'm always your last call.
He's hurt you the worst that anyone ever has and for some crazy, unknown reason you still have feelings for him even though everyone thinks you're stupid for it, even though he lied, and even though he didn't care. and really you just want more than anything to go back to the way things were before because you were so happy, he made you happy, happier then you could remember being in a long time. and then all the sudden the entire world came crashing down on you and now whenever you get upset it always goes back to that day, back to him. And you just want him to get the fact that you wouldn't given him the world if you could've because you loved him that much, but he'll never get that because for some reason all he wants to see is her.
Another empty promise, good intentions from the start. You failed to mention, our love would be this hard. I'm tired of talkin', don't have nothing left to say. Maybe sometime we'll sift through the ashes one day. I can't lean on you, cause I'll fall right over. Can't count on you, it doesn't add up. I see we're through and the truth is pretty sober. This is going no where, enough is enough.
I guess to some extent, you get used to being alone. You get used to not expecting phone calls & having nothing to do at night. You don’t expect to turn around to open arms any longer. The small sounds of him have been replaced by silence. Your thoughts echo through your head, with no one to share them with. All in all, being alone isn’t terrible, it just hurts like hell.
please don't be like the others. prove to me that you're different, show me you're worth fighting for.
I want something to wake up for every morning. It doesnt have to be someone, but Id like it to be. It just needs to exist. I want to stop disappointing people, because I want to stop disappointing myself. I want to stop making friends with the right kind of people who make me feel wrong. I want to find a passion for anything, anything to keep me going. I want to be the girl at the end of the movie who does a half smile & knows everything will be fine. I want total honesty to be easier to achieve. I want to end my life as myself; not as my friends, not as my family, & not as who they always expected I would be. I want the world to be worth living without love, because I dont think Ill ever find it. I want equality to exist among everyone. I want stress & exhaustion to disappear. I want to achieve everything they never did
People say you have at least five dreams per night. That's like 30 billion dreams a year. So at least one of yours has to be about me.
Don't worry, he'll miss you. You're the best he could get, and he blew it. Don't let him make you think for one second that this was your fault. It's not. He screwed up, and you did absolutely nothing wrong. You gave him your heart, and you trusted him to keep it and protect it, but he couldn't. And honestly, he's not mature enough. He's not smart enough. If he was smart, he would have cared for you with every fiber of his being and been with you every spare second he could. But he didn't, and now he's gone. But don't you cry. Don't call him telling him you miss him. Don't IM him, don't message him, don't cmnt him, don't talk to him in the hallways
Drop everything now, meet me in the pouring rain, kiss me on the sidewalk, take away the pain cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile. Get me with those green eyes, baby as the lights go down. Give me something that'll haunt me when you're not around cause I see sparks fly whenever you smile.
You tell me not to walk away, well your the one who taught me how.
You have four years to be irresponsible. You’ll never remember class time, but you’ll always remember time you wasted with your friends. So stay out late, go out with your friends on a monday night or every night actually, spend money you don’t have, drink until sunrise. The work never really ends, but school does.
Because sometimes people do actually feel that way. Sometimes your life feels like it's caving in on you. Sometimes people really do feel like they don't want to exist, like they want to just curl up in a ball, and go into that place between life and death. Saying "I don't want to exist." isn't saying "I want to go die." It's saying "I wish that, for the time being, I could go somewhere and not have to feel." I don't think there's anything wrong with that. And if you don't know how it feels to feel this way, then you have no place to judge anyone who does.
If something is bound to happen, it will happen. Right time, right person, and for the best reason.