Like a bed of roses, there's a dozen reasons to this gun.

Eventually one day, one of two things will happen:
1. He'll realize yiou were worth it, or
2. You'll realize he wasn't.

When I start to fall, you're there to make sure something really really hard is underneath me.

The stars will cry the blackest tears tonight

One should forgive on'es enemies, but not before they are hanged.

You know you've got me in your hands, I'll break before i walk.

Love is pretty amazing. It's not overrated. There's a reason for all those songs.

One summer and one boy, and suddenly...things weren't the same.

If you hurt me, you don't trust me.

It isn't how you forget, but how you forgive, not how you listen, but how you understand, not what you see, but how you feel, it's not how you let go, but how you hold on.