I would never ask if you don't ever tell me, I know you well enough to know you never loved me.

I may have been the one that said goodbye, but you're still the one that broke my heart.

My heart is yours, to fill or burst, to break or bury, or wear as jewelery.

Maybe I'm not over him, but then again... maybe I don't wanna be.

I'm going to smile like nothing's wrong, talk like everything's perfect, act like it's all a dream, and pretend it's not hurting me.

Sometimes the person you love just doesn't understand how much you love them.

Sometimes you don't realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you.

Tell me why I lost you,
Tell me why you lied,
Tell me that you loved me,
Or at least that you tried to.

So from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could have been the best thing you ever had.

So there's this boy, and he kinda has my heart...