I remember everything.


Hi.
Remember me?
I just want to know if you're still alive.
Just checking,
because you never replied to any of my messages.
Probably you're busy,
but I really miss you.
♥ me


You were my birthday wish.


It takes two seconds to tell the truth and it cost nothing.
A lie takes time and it cost everything.


You're my favourite thing about life.


Nothing good ever stays with me.
Absolutely nothing.


Seeing people change isn't what hurts.
What hurts most is remembering who they used to be.


Thy words;
they are still lingering in my mind.


I have gotten so good in pretending I am doing fine,
I am starting to believe it myself.


Is love a tender thing?
It is too rough, too rude, too boisterous and it pricks like thorn.
If love be rough with you,
be rough with love.
Prick love for pricking and you beat love down.


I loved you yesterday,
I love you still.
I always have,
I always will.


I am going to find a way to be happy,
and I'd really love to be happy with you.
But if I can't be happy with you,
then I'll find a way to be happy without you.


Do not pray for an easy life.
Pray for the strength to endure a difficult one.


Life’s a game,
but it’s not fair.


I don't know what I want,
but this is not it.


"Was it hard?" She asked. "Letting go?"
"Not as hard as holding on to something that wasn't real."


You left me hurting,
but I can forgive you for that now.
You taught me something,
something took me half my life to learn.
When you give all yourself away,
just tell them to be careful of your heart.


Love is like grass.
If you fall on it,
it may leave a stain and some temporary pain.
But you’ll get over the pain,
it will eventually stop hurting.
Now, maybe the stain ruined your favorite pair of jeans,
or maybe it was nothing special that was ruined.
But either way, the stain remains there.
And with time it will begin to fade,
but it will always be there,
a permanent reminder that you,
too,
once fell.


Whenever you realised there is something you can't change,
suck your thumb and accept it.


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The small sounds of him have been replaced by silence.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.


Some people are easy to get over;
they only take a week or two.
But sooner or later,
you'll find the one,
the one who has changed so much of your life,
and no matter how hard you try,
you can never find the words to say goodbye.


Memories are precious.


When people laugh and ask me what I see in you,
I simply tell them,
"Everything you don't."


I like you,
a lot.
Like a lot,
a lot.


I love you and I probably always will.
But we go days without having meaningful conversations,
and I used to miss you so much when that happened.
But it never seemed like you missed me,
and I guess because of that,
I stopped missing you.


I try to stay as far from everyone as possible.
I walk near the edges of the hallways.
I sit in the back row of every class.
I keep hidden behind my hair which I’ve let grow long so that it covers my face.
I figure if they don’t want me,
then I don’t want them.


I’m a mess,
and so is my room.
I like it better that way.
I laugh too much for my own good and
I always say the wrong thing at the wrong time.
I’m loud,
and I don’t actually hate the people that says I am.
I can’t keep a steady relationship to save my life,
because I’m not “girlfriend material.”
I tell people that “this is me, take it or leave it.”
Most people left it.


Don't let me believe you meant none of it.


Do yourself and your heart a favour;
turn around and leave.
It may not be what you want,
but this shit is not what you deserve.


Sometimes we come into a person's life not to make them love us,
but to let them feel that they're so much worth loving for.


It isn't meant to always be okay.


At the end of the day,
you still hang on because there's still that glimmer of hope in the back of your mind that convinces you that maybe,
just maybe tomorrow he'll wake up and things will be different.


When you hugged me,
that was when I really started to cry.
It was when it actually hit me - no heaves and sighs,
just tears flowing down my cheeks.
Most people would have just given me a hug and let go,
but you held on like you were trying to make sense out of all of it,
too.
It was like you needed the hug just as much as I did.


In your life you meet people.
Some you never think about again.
Some you wonder what happened to them.
There are some that you wonder if they ever think about you.
And then there are some you wish you never had to think about again;
but you do.


The only thing that makes it part of your life is that you keep thinking about it.

❒ Taken ❒ Single ✔Invisible

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I love you but I need to let you go.
I have to.


Two most important note a person should always bear in mind;
1. Use things, not people.
2. Love people, not things.


Someday,
someone’s gonna thank you for letting me go.


There will come a day when I won't think,
miss or wonder about you anymore.
But I guess today won't be it.


Is it all that you want it to be?
Does it hurt when you think about me and how broken my heart is?


The pain is there to remind me that I am alive.


I’m starting to realize that ‘forever’ is just another one of those fairy tales that mothers tell their children to help them sleep at night.
Nothing is forever.
Life isn’’t, happiness isn’t, love isn’t.
Things end & people say goodbye and we have no choice in the matter.
All we can do is sit and watch our lives ending one minute at a time.


That’s why I wanted to see you.
You’re a touchstone.
You take me back to this nice,
safe place where crushes never end and hearts can’t be broken.


I know what it’s like to want to die.
How it hurts to smile.
How you try to fit in but you can’t.
How you hurt yourself on the outside to try to kill the thing on the inside.


Maybe the people who are the hardest to love are the ones who need it most.


Everything worth saying has its own particular way,
its own inevitable way,
of being said.







I feel so tired.
Can I give up now?

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You can't walk back in.
Not now,
not after I worked so hard to forget you.

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Sometimes I wonder what I would do without you.

We joke about that a lot,
but honestly my life revolves around you.
The feelings that I have for you are so immense I cannot even put them into a single word or action.

When I think about our relationship,
sometimes it brings tears to my eyes,
because it is so intimate and powerful.
You complete me and make me feel whole.

When you are not around it is like there is a dull haze that surrounds everything,
and when you come around I feel like I am at home and at peace.
I cannot express the devotion and adoration that I have for you;
“love” seems like such a broad and insufficient word compared to the way you make me feel.

I can see the love for me that you have in your eyes and it makes me feel like I am the only girl in the world.
You would fight any battle for me,
stand through the test of time with me,
and divulge every part of yourself to me,
and I would do the same- times two.

The strength of our relationship is something to be feared and admired,
because there are very few people in this world that have found what we come by naturally.
Loving you is like breathing,
there are no falterings,
no questions,
and no doubts.
I trust you with my whole being because I know that you will always protect me,
love me, comfort me,
and provide for me.

There is no hesitation when it comes to loving you;
I can barely remember not loving you.
It seems like a fuzzy,
distant memory.

My favorite part of our relationship is the openness and honesty that revolves around everything we do and say.
There are no secrets,
and there is no distrust.
We tell it like it is,
and work out our problems in rational and considerate ways.
We know the each other’s limits,
and know what boundaries not to cross.
I can tell you how I feel and not feel embarrassed.
We can read each other’s emotions like a book.

You accept all of who I am:
the past, the present, and the future.
You are loving, patient, and understanding.
I do not feel fake around you,
and I do not have to wear a mask.

You make me feel like a supermodel when I am acting like a complete dork.
You have helped me overcome fears that I thought I would be struggling with the rest of my life.
I know that you will never make me do something I am uncomfortable with.

I am not afraid to be myself around you,
and the times that we have spent alone are cherished the most.
I wish I could spend every moment of every day entangled in your arms.
The perseverance and willpower that you have is extraordinary;
I love your work ethic and the way that you support me and hope that I will achieve all of my dreams.
All of my dreams about the future include you and I am eager to make more memories.

I would do anything for you sweetheart,
I would hang the stars and the moon for you just so I could have enough light to see your face at night.
You and I are like black and white,
complete opposites that complement each other perfectly,
and although other people may not understand our strange pairing,
I understand us more than I have understood anything in my whole life.

Every day that I have with you is the best day of my life,
and I thank God that He put you on this earth for me.
I could not ask for more blessings than having you are in my life forever.
“I know that you and I don’t have the same idea of what heaven will be like,
but I know that God put us on this earth to be together.”
I cannot wait to spend the rest of eternity with you in my arms, sweetie.
You are my perfect guy,
my sunrise and sunset (no, you are my complete sun),
my happily ever after,
you are my miracle.

You and me against the world …
that’s love.

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Please know that no matter what happens between us,
I will always love you.
You'll always be my favourite;
my number one.


I want a boy who will tell me when I’m being stupid.
Who won’t baby me with his words.
A boy who will still give time to his friends.
A boy who will tell me ‘no’.
He will watch stupid movies with me,
but makes me watch his favourites also.
A boy who’s willing to drop everything to be with me,
but knows when to let it be.
A boy who will know he’s important to me,
but won’t mind when I change my plans to help someone out.
A boy who won’t mind my country urges,
but will laugh at me when I pretend to be a cowboy.
I want a boy who’s enjoyable to look at,
he doesn’t have to be gorgeous,
I just want someone who I can pay attention to.
A boy who will randomly bring me food,
because he knows I love to eat.
A boy who can make jokes about me,
a boy that I can laugh with.
Someone who won’t mind even when I embarrass myself.
A boy who will buy me something,
something I would actually want,
none of that jewellery crap.
Someone who doesn’t do everything I ask,
but when it comes to something important I can count on him to be there.
Someone who I don’t feel threatened by.
A boy who has other friends that are girls,
but I can trust him with them.
A boy who will know when to leave me alone when I have my stupid fits.
A boy who I can just sit with.
I don’t need the whole fairytale deal;
I just want to feel comfortable.


Sometimes I want someone to just hold me when I need it.
Not a hug, but just hold me,
you know?
I need someone to actually love me for once in my life.


I woke up this morning and I just hated everything.


You’re everything I’ve wanted.
You’re beautiful.
You’re reckless.
And a little sad.
You know it’s the sadness that got me right from the start.
I wanted to make it go away,
and for a time I thought I had.
It’s pretty stupid, huh?
You like the sadness.
You cling to it,
and in the end it will be all you have.


I believed in you when you failed to see yourself.


You live and you breathe and then you die.
In between,
if you’re lucky,
you fall in love.
Some love stays forever,
others are lost in only a day.
But it’s still there,
underneath all the hurt and pride and years.
If it’s true love,
it’s never forgotten.
So when someone says they’re in love,
don’t tell them they can’t be.
Don’t say they’re too young,
or it’s too soon.
Love knows no age or length of time.
Love is a feeling, deep in your heart,
that squeezes you tight and you never want to let it go.


Most people love you for who you pretend to be.
To keep your love you keep pretending;
preforming.
You get to love your pretense.
It’s so true,
we are locked inside and image,
an act.
And the saddest thing is,
people grow attached to their masks;
they love their chains.
They forget all about who they were and if you try to remind them- they hate you for it.
They feel like you’re trying to steal their most prized possession.


Goodbyes make you think.
They make you realize what you have had and what you have lost;
and what you have taken for granted.


But unlike you,
I can't just walk away.
I can't simply forget what we had.
It’s not that easy for me to let go of something that was such a huge part of my life.
I guess it really mattered to me.


Sometimes you can’t see yourself clearly until you see yourself through the eyes of others.


I want people to feel an immediate happiness and cheerfulness when they are around me and to make a difference in someone’s life.
I want to make an impression in someone’s life,
so that even though I may be delicate and fragile,
my footprints are permanent within the hearts of the ones I’ve touched.


It’s funny how big of an impact you have on me.
It’s like when I see you,
you don’t even have to speak,
all you can do is smile,
and it can make my day,
and then that’s how I remember my reasons for loving you.


Just tell me it will be alright.
I promise I'll believe you.

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I look at all the pictures of the past thinking of how the years went by so fast.
The dances, the parties, and the laughs.
The shoulders to cry on,
and cute photographs of the people I’ve known since way back when.
The new kids came every year;
now and then the friendships you make come and go.
But there’s always those few you’ll always know.
Now as we go our separate ways,
I know I’ll always remember these days.


I’m a straight forward kinda girl.
If you ask me what I’m thinking I’ll tell you,
no sugar coating.
Because that’s not what life is all about.
It’s about dealing with the pain that comes along.
So if you are gong to tell me how you feel, don’t lie.
If I ask something,
I want to know the truth- not the lie.


I’ve met a guy who’s not scared to laugh at me and call me a loser when I do something dumb.
A guy that will run up behind me and cover my eyes and ask me to guess who he is,
even though it’s obvious.
A guy who hides behind a corner and jumps out to scare me,
so he’d have a reason to hold me.
A guy that leaves me numerous voice mails,
just cause.
A guy that’d call to wake me up in the morning, because he wants to be the first voice I hear each day.
A guy that would never let go of my hand.
A guy that would look me in the eyes and tell me he loves me and mean it.
Yeah, that guy.
I think I found the guy I’m suppose to give my whole heart to.


As we grow up,
we learn that even the one person that wasn’t supposed to ever let us down,
probably will.
You’ll have your heart broken & you’ll break others’ hearts.
You’ll fight with your best friend or maybe even fall in love with them,
& you’ll cry because time is flying by.
So take too many pictures,
laugh too much, forgive freely,
& love like you’ve never been hurt.
Life comes with no guarantees,
no time outs, no second chances.
You just have to live life to the fullest,
tell someone what they mean to you & tell someone off,
speak out, dance in the pouring rain,
hold someone’s hand, comfort a friend,
fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay up late,
be a flirt, & smile until your face hurts.
Don’t be afraid to take chances or fall in love & most of all,
live in the moment because every second you spend angry or upset is a second of happiness you can never get back.


For every heart that finds love,
there is a heart that cries.
For every dream that is reborn,
there is a dream that dies.
For every day filled with sun,
there is a day of rain.
For every hour filled with joy there is an hour of pain.
For every smile upon a face,
there is a tear to cry.
For every fond hello you say,
there is a sad goodbye.

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Most girls say they want a fairy tale but you taught me that it’s not really what I want.
I want someone who will make fun of me,
laugh at my jokes even if they aren’t funny & someone that wrestles with me and doesn’t let me win just because I’m a girl.
Riding off into the sunset on a white horse would be nice but playing thumb war with you seems much better.


I can’t take it anymore.
Everyone thinks I’m indestructible,
the girl who never flinches,
the girl who always has a smile on her face,
the girl who’s gone through nothing,
the girl who has no scars and I’m tired of it.
I don’t want to live behind a wall of laughter and smiles anymore.
I want people to understand me,
I want people to understand how hard it is to be me and to have to deal with all of this crap and still be expected to be happy.
It’s not fair.
Why can everyone else just fall apart but I have to keep it together?


Your heart decides who it likes and who it doesn’t.
You can’t tell your heart what to do.
It does it all on its own,
when you least expect it,
or even when you don’t want it to.
It loves who it wants to love,
and there’s nothing you can do about it.


I wanted everything to stay the same but feelings fade and people change.


Sometimes there are no next time, no time outs, no second chances.
Sometimes it's now or never.


I’m happy yet I’m sad.
It’s like I have everything yet I’m missing something.
I just can’t seem to put my finger on it.
I can’t seem to smile,
most of the time I just want to cry.
Everyday I try but I get nowhere.
I’m on the verge of falling.
I’m holding on the edge,
I can’t let go and for some reason I have no control.


I’ve learned that stuff happens,
people change,
and it doesn’t mean you forget the past or try to cover it up.
It simply means that you move on and treasure the memories.
Letting go doesn’t mean giving up.
It's just accepting the fact that some things weren’t meant to be.


Everything is changing fast and I'm afraid I can't keep up.


But unlike you, I can’t just walk away.
I can’t simply forget what we had.
It’s not that easy for me to let go of something that was such a huge part of my life.
I guess it really mattered to me.


There comes a point in your life when you realize that nothing will ever be the same,
and you realize that from now on time will be divided into two parts — before this and after this.


But maybe that’s what it all comes down to:
love, not as a surge of passion,
but as a choice to commit to something, someone,
no matter what obstacles or temptations stand in the way.
And maybe making that choice again and again,
day in and day out, year after year,
says more about love than never having a choice to make at all.


Do you ever get that feeling where you don’t wanna talk to anyone?
Like, you don’t want to smile and you don’t want to pretend being content,
but you don’t know what’s wrong either?


You very rarely get everything you want in life,
but when you don’t fight for it,
you have even less of a chance.
So here I am.
Fighting.
For you.

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33rd.




When will I stop counting?

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