I miss you. Today I walked and looked up and there you were-looking at me.
As much as I love seeing your face, all I wanted to do at that exact moment was cry...

don't understand why God would let us meet, knowing that we could never be together

Sometimes the hardest things to let go of are the things you never really had.

If I reach for your hand, will you hold it? If I hold out my arms, will you hug me?
If I go for your lips, will you kiss me? If I capture your heart will you love me?

You don't know what you do to me, you don't have a clue,
you don't know what it's like to be me, looking at you

Sometimes I wonder if life is really worth it, then I look at your smile and know it is

How come you have enough time to go out and make other girls fall in love with you,
but you don't have enough time to pay attention to the girl who already does?

I guess the only way to know if it's meant to be, is when it happens

Everytime I see you, I always think.. god, why do you have to always look at me that way?

I'm trying really hard not to cry over you because every tear is just
one more reminder that I don't know how to let you go