The hardest decision is fighting for YOUR hapiness with him, or fighting for HIS hapiness with her.

He loved me when I loved someone else...but after a while I realized he was always the one. I'm afraid I realized that too late though.

I'm tired of always looking over my shoulder in hope that he's there, and everytime I do, I realize that It'll never happen.

Why do I watch love movies and listen to love songs if all I do is cry and wish they were about me and you?

He's the reason I still believe in fairytales even when the knight who I thought was my prince saved her instead of me.

"I wish I could turn back time but if i do...it'll erase the day we were together."