I guess his intentions were good. He thought that by not answering me, it was letting me down easy. He didn't know it would just make me feel worthless.

At least we can remember pain without having to feel it again.

For once, when someone asks me how I'm doing and I tell them I'm fine...I just want them to look at me and say "tell the truth."

I guess I just thought for once I liked a guy who might like me back.

The longer you keep her waiting while you figure things out, the greater the chance she's not going to be there when you finally know.

There is no maybe in this game, just yes or no.

I just want one chance. That's it. One chance for you to kiss and hold me, and if then you don't have feelings for me, then, and only then, will I allow myself to get over you.

As it turns out, he may have been my Prince Charming but I just wasn't his Cinderella.

Someday. I'll meet him someday. He'll realize what's right in front of him, someday. Someday, someday, someday. Someday never really comes, does it?

I thought I was completely over you. But now you are free and showing interest in me. And suddenly I'm afraid I'm falling anew. Please don't hurt me again.