Filter love... and u will get hatred as residue n memories as filtrate...

We shouldn't have got it started...
now it is so hard to end...
We shouldn't have got it ended...
now it is so hard to start from scratch again...

Every time your heart is broken by the fool
I want you to know that it hurts me too
Knowing that you should be with me

why (are we still friends) : 98 degrees

How could it be...
i was just starting to believe...

Whenever we talk about relationships, it simply reminds me that you are single yet unavailable. And, this hurts.

We parted with a feigned smile despite the aching heart. why can't we just continue the journey without having anyone to leave anyone?

Dun ever think of comforting me...
i already know the usual cliche terms...

The grief of yesterday, i've forgotten...
the ability to forget, makes the whole grief insignificant.

When perfection cease to exist...
am i going to lay on like this...
and procrastinate over some lost kiss...
and mulling over the fact that i can never be his?

I like the way you pretended to be nonchalent
when deep down you are the one cared the most for me...