It's amazing how someone can break your heart
And you continue to love them with the shattered pieces

'Summer romances end for all kinds of reasons But when all is said&done they have1thing in common they r shooting stars a spectacular moment of light in the heavens a fleeting glimpse of eternity&in a flash they're gone'
-The Notebook

He loved her fully and thought the world of her, while she loved him but was scared of a broken heart

Isn't it funny how the one person you think knows you the most turns out to not really know you at all and turns out to not know/understand what you have been telling them everyday...

Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow
We must fail in order to know
Sometimes our vision only clears
After our eyes are washed away with tears

Scars are souveneirs you never lose

So I say goodbye
To everything I thought I knew
To Everything I thought of you
To the love I thought was true
To every one of the chances I blew
So I whisper It one last time
'goodbye I love you...'
and slowly pull the triger

Love is the slowest form of suicide

Why do we always go back to the ones that hurt us the most?

They tell me to hold on
But the sad reality is that
I have nothing left to hold onto..