He whispered to her; the only way i could hurt u is by holding ur hand too tight.

Born to be hated, dying to be loved

I wish u were like a block of ice so u could melt away from my memory.

If i knew then wat i know now i would not be this heartbroken.

Dont judge me by the way i act cuz if u do u will NEVER know the REAL me.

Love is like fire; the longer u let it burn, the harder it is to put out.

It hurts even more to know that ur holding their hand for the very last time.

I dont hate u i just dont love u anymore.

I said i love u becuz i meant it, not becuz u expected me to.

How come u have enough time to go out and make other people fall in love with u, but u dont have enough time to pay attention to the one who already does?