I mistakenly let you tug at my heart strings a bit, as if it was already yours to play with.
You want a new life. But you take the new one you get every morning for granted.
There’s no blame for how our love did slowly fade
and now that it’s gone it’s like it wasn’t there at all
If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life.
I try to teach my heart not to want things it can’t have.
Hope is the last thing a person does before they are defeated.
Sometime around midnight by the airborne toxic event.
You just have to see her
and you know that she’ll break you in two.
As much as I enjoy the concept of being “just friends,” in reality, it’s a bizarre form of torture.
What hurts more than a promise broken is a promise not even remembered.
There is always going to be that one awkward moment when you walk by that person & remember all that you once had.