I wanted to tell you that my heart’s in your hands…So even if I can’t hold you tight…Even if I can’t always be there…I can always dream can’t I???

I don’t wanna be like other girls who like you just coz you’re rich and cute…But after you picked your nose…After you farted…After you burped…I’ll still be here loving you no matter what…

To see you give her that smile and to see you look at her that way tears me apart. I want to be the one who holds you, who you smile at, laugh with you, I want to be with you all the time. But I know that’s just not possible.

I’m miserable because I have to see you everyday, see you holding hands with her or laughing with your other friends and I can’t be that for you. I know that I could never be with you because I’m not nearly good enough.

I hate the way you make me smile…I hate the way you show your dimples…I hate they way you sing your favorite songs…I hate the way you make me stay even though you told me you have her…

I sit here wondering what you would do if you heard that I got into an accident…Will you stay beside me until I wake up??? Will you send me flowers and “Get Well” cards??? But what I’m wondering most is if you would even stop by for a visit…

I felt really bad when you moved away and let them laugh at me...

I slept with a smile on my face just coz i saw yours...

I’m sick and tired of waiting for you…I tried to let you go…But obviously…I can’t…You might think I’m crazy…You might think I’m an idiot…But even after you say these things…I still hold on…

I sit here...wishing that guys would see girls beyond their looks…