I miss saying I love you especially when I used to really mean it.

Why do you have to make me feel good in the morning, and break my heart at night?

Of all things you could've left me;
It's those painful memories & scars remained.

Falling in love is what I do best.

It's the staying in love that's the tricky part.

We used to believe in a lot of things,
like forevers, and our dreams.
We used to speak of our futures..
Then we both went our separate ways,
We don't talk about those things anymore.
In fact, we don't talk at all.