She knows its stupid that she still thinks of you but really its something she cant help. she wants to get over you and on with her life, but something's telling her to wait it out and see what happens. its like 99 percent is ready to end it, but its that 1 percent that just wont let her move on quite yet I still turn my head when I hear your name; and my heart still breaks every time. [but love, I've come to understand, is more than three words mumbled before bedtime. love is sustained by action, a pattern of devotion in the things we do for each other every day.] To me it sounded like forever, ever. Leaving was not an option, never never. And if it wasn't so cold, I'd swear this was hell. I'm mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice. I'm mad for always apologizing for things I didn't do. I'm mad for getting attached. I'm mad for depending on you and wasting my time on you. I'm mad for thinking about you, and most of all for not hating you when I should've Hiding emotions doesn't make them go away. when im -older- && my little girl asks me who my first love was- i dont want to have to pull out the old photo album- i want to be able to point across the [room] & say he's sitting right over there<33 When this is said & done, I really hope you look back & wonder if maybe falling in love with me wasn't such a bad idea [I could conquer the -world- with one hand As long as you are holding the other] If you want to be with her then go ahead. I'm not stopping you. I'm not breaking my heart over this. I'm sick with the lies you told me. I'm tired of trying to make you love me. unlike him, i just can`t walk away. i can`t forget what we had. its not that easy for me to let go of something * that was once my life. i guess unlike him, it actually mattered to me you're like the sun burn on my shoulders that keeps me painfully a w a k e in the middle of the night