I’m tired of wanting to respond but never knowing what face you’ll be wearing, not knowing what mean or nice words you’ll be saying, so I stay silent knowing I can’t take another round of your uncontrolled verbs, your misinterpretations of my world.
He's just not that into you, if he doesn't have a heart.
I’ll dream up a world where you never existed. A world you could never live in. I’ll live there without you.
Never dull your shine for somebody else.
Sometimes even music cannot substitute for tears.
Experience has taught me that what you love, you should love all the harder because someday it will be gone.
When we lose the one we love, our bitterest tears are called forth by the memory of hours when we loved not enough.
It is strange how often a heart must be broken before the years can make it wise.