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Wednesday, September 25, 2013
♥ I don’t run from you, I walk away slowly, and it kills me , ’cause you don’t care enough to stop me.
♥ When you walk away, I count the steps that you take.
♥ Who do you turn to, when the only person in the world who can stop you from crying, is the one making you cry?
♥ I run in the rain, so that nobody can see my tears.
♥ Maybe when he broke my heart, he forgot I could feel.
♥ They say that loving you is my biggest mistake.
But how can it be wrong if it feels so right?
If I ever make a mistake,
It’s not that I love you…
It’s thinking that someday you’ll love me too.
♥ Giving up doesn’t always mean you’re weak, sometimes it just means that you’re strong enough to let go.
♥ The saddest thing in the world, is loving someone who used to love you.
♥ Pain doesn’t hurt… when it’s all you’ve ever felt.
♥ My heart was taken by you, broken by you, and now it’s in pieces because of you.
♥ I don’t want to cry over you, because I finally realized that it wont get me anywhere, and it wont make you care.
♥ The hardest thing to do is watch the one you love, love someone else in return.
♥ Don’t say you love me unless you really mean it,
’cause I might do something crazy like believe it.
♥ I’m tired if trying, sick of crying, I know I’ve been smiling, but inside I’m dying.
♥ 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 end up hurting yourself on the outside to try and kill the thing on the inside.
♥ My heart longs for you,
My soul dies for you,
My eyes cry for you,
And my empty arms reach out for you.
♥ If you don’t love me at my worst, then you don’t deserve me at my best.
♥ Should I smile because we’re friends, or cry because that’s all we’ll ever be?
♥ The day you finally decide to love me will be that day after the day I give up on chasing you.
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