I’m proud of my heart. It’s been played, stabbed, cheated, burned and broken, but somehow it still works.
No one can promise they’ll never hurt you because at one time or another; it will happen. The real promise is if the time you spend together will be worth the pain in the end.
Everyday people ask me, “Are you two going out yet?” and you don’t realize how much it hurts to say…no, we’re just friends.
You made me laugh You made me cry you broke my heart. You said good-bye, So I got back up, And I’m letting you know your biggest regret will be letting me go.
To love a person who doesn’t love you back, hurts… But it also hurts to have a person’s love you, and you want to love him back, but you just can’t.
It’s so much easier to just say, “I don’t like him,” than to have to explain all the reasons I still do.
I’d rather be physically hurt than emotionally. Because you can put a band-aid on your finger, But you can’t put one on your heart.
Loving someone who is loving another one is like hugging a cactus.the more u hug, the more it hurts.
Why can’t I let go, when i have nothing left to hold on to?
The reason why we can’t let go of someone is because deep inside, we still hope.
You can’t give up on the one you love, If your heart doesn’t let you.
You always said you wished you could find the person who loves you, then I walk by, and you don’t even notice I’m the one who does.
If you saw how much you hurt her, you’d never look into her eyes again.
I love you, and because I love you, I would rather have you hate me for telling you the truth than adore me for telling you lies.
I stop myself from falling for you because I’m still trying to pick myself up from the last time I fell.
You and I can never be just friends, there is always that feeling, deep down, there just waiting to come out; only problem is when it’s going to come and when it does, its either going to light a fire, or blow one out.
Someday you’ll cry for me like I cried for u someday you’ll miss me like i missed you someday you’ll need me like I needed you someday you’ll love me, but I won’t love you.
I cry for the time that you were almost mine; I cry for the memories I’ve left behind; I cry for the pain, the lost, the old the new; I cry for the times I thought I had you.
