I don't wanna be a fool for you
Tell me lies and bring me to my knees, tell me I'm nothing but everything you need.
Look between the lines and read between the words because the most important things are left unsaid and unheard.
People always think that the most painful thing is losing the one you love in your life. The truth is, the most painful thing is losing yourself in the process of loving someone too much, forgetting that you are special too.
And you get to a point where you stop feeling sorry for yourself. You realize no one's going to save you, so you have to save yourself. You turn your life around, not knowing where you're going, just knowing that you'll do anything, anything to be happy again.
You made your choice, & it wasn't me. So if one day you try to come back & the choice is mine, it won't be you. Karma hurts, baby.
Life changes. People grow up and grow apart and you accept that. Yet you still can't stop thinking of how good it used to be; afraid you'd never expierence it again. Afraid you've already lived it, and lost it.
It's the worst feeling in the world to love and hate someone all at the same time. And it's hard to watch things change when all you want is for them to stay the same. It's crazy when you want to let go, but you keep holding on, and you want to move on, but you're stuck right where you started. When feelings come and go and you can't decide what you want. When you have so many things to say, but you don't know where to start. When you want them in your life so bad, but all you can do is push them farther and farther away. It's so hard to think back how things used to be and look at it now and realize that things are different, and they may never be the same again. You tell yourself it's not worth it but if it really didn't matter, you wouldn't spend so much time thinking about it.
People cry not because love ends, but because it still continues, even if it's over.
Be kind to everyone. You may not be able to save a person, but at least you weren't one of the people who didn't try.
It's like im waiting for him to realize what he let go of.
I used to know you so well
You're way too young to be broken, you're way too young to fall apart, you're way too young to play.
There's a reason why two people stay together: they give each other something nobody else can.
I kinda miss the bond we shared. I mean, who wouldn't miss that comfortable feeling with a person? Where we could talk for hours about everything, anything, and not have a problem with the silence in the middle. Can't forget all the ridiculous stuff we did. Stupid or not, everything was just so fun. Endless nights, real talks, the "remember whens", I remember it all. And it's funny what life does, how it could just give you things and take it away so soon. I really can't get it out of my head that you grow distant from people and that good things come to an end sooner or later. But along the way, I learned one good thing about life; it goes on, you just gotta pick yourself up and learn to keep up.
I miss you when something really good happens, because you’re the one I want to share it with. I miss you when something is troubling me, because you’re the only one who understands me so well. I miss you when I laugh and cry, because I know that you’re the one who makes my laughter grow and my tears disappear. I miss you all the time, but I miss you the most when I lie awake at night and think of all the wonderful times we spent with each other for those were some of the best memorable times of my life.
Sometimes I wonder if maybe we’ll ever get back together, and then I realize that we’ll never really be over. In a way, it hasn’t changed, but it some ways, it has. It’s not that we aren’t meant for each other, I think it’s just maybe we aren’t ready for forever.
You want my advice? Love him. Love him until it hurts, and stabs, and wounds, and bleeds. He might not ever love you back, but do you want to live knowing that you gave up too soon?
Why did I do it? I guess because I was sick of you running in and out of my life without some kind of consequence. So here is your close line baby, I hope the fall hurts like hell.
I know, I know. I'm "young". That doesn't mean my heart doesn't know how to really love someone. You want to call someone young, talk to her, my heart.
To forget somebody isn’t possible. Deep inside, you remember everything. You may not think of them for years at a time, but you don’t know how to forget. You can recall the way they smiled when they were happy, and the way their face showed no expression when they couldn’t find their way.
The truth? I tried as hard as I could. I took as much as I could take. I put up with all I could and it still wasn’t enough.
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