Sunday, 17 October 2010
The most heartbreaking part of a breakup is that moment when you realize that all the dreams you had, all those visions you had being with this person disappears. Everything after that moment is moving on.
Have you ever felt that your friends only ask if you’re okay cause they feel like it’s their job?
I thought I was finally getting over you, then you walked by me holding her hand, & I couldn't even look at you.
Perhaps they are not stars, but rather openings in heaven where the love of our lost ones pours through and shines down upon us to let us know they are happy.
Only the summer is over, not us. We'll never be over.
The sooner you know who you are and what you want, the less you’ll let things upset you.
Look 'em in the eye and never look away.
Be confident and calm, be bold
“How many cares one loses when one decides not to be something but to be someone.”
I’m going to make you miss me.
Look, I'm 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.
I believe I'm done. I sure am gonna miss missing you.
I'm that girl that is always happy, the one who never has problems and when I do, they don't get to me. Everyone sees me as the one they can count on to put a smile on their face cause as far as they know, I always have one on mine. But no one looks any deeper than that.
Missing you isn't the hard part, knowing I once had you is what breaks my heart.
If you really love something set it free. If it comes back it’s yours, if not it wasn’t meant to be
You have to forgive to forget, and forget, to feel again.
Moving on, is a simple thing, what you leave behind is hard.
When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one which has opened for us.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken, and I’d rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.
It's not even you that I really want back, it's the pieces of me you took with you when you left because when I lost you, I didn't know I would lose me too.
By the light of the moon, she rubs her eyes
Says it's funny how the night can make you blind; I can just imagine.
I'll fix these broken things; Repair your broken wings and make sure everything's alright.