The only thing worse than having a broken heart is knowing you would go through the same pain again just for a second chance with him.

You told me over and over again, I'm not worth your time.

I cannot remember where memory and imagination meet, but I am sure I forgot about you.

And then one day your life is just over, nothing left. Just you and no one there to help.

There's no make-up in the world that could cover up her broken heart.

When it burned it smelled like you, but it scorched and looked alot like me.

Just because I'd wait for you doesn't mean you should make me.

Even though you let him go, watching him hold on for so long made you realize he wasn't giving up.

You were my favorite part and my saddest ending.

I'm reminded of better days
let's go out like Kurt Cobain
because it's better to burn out
than to fade away.