I asked you why you treat me so bad as if you have forgotten all the times I made you smile. I asked you what was my mistake. You looked me in the eyes and said ''You loved me when I don't deserve it at all, that was your mistake'' and walked away.

You may talk as much as you want, about how much you love/miss that person but you only feel lonely when you watch couples holding hands, walking together and making out 'cause that's when you realize how much you'd want your person to be with you.

Love is not being with someone who has the right ''qualifications''. Love is being with someone who is imperfect but you love them anyway.

I just want you to know I'm here. You may not talk to me, you may date other girls and ignore me but with time you will see, you don't need anyone else as long as you have me.

You said ''How can I love you when I can't love myself?'' Then dear, tell me why I'm always there to save you when I can't even save my own self.

I don't know if I should believe your words again or just leave you like you left me so many times before. My mind tells me I'm stupid for thinking you've changed and my heart still loves you.

You've hurt me so many times, more than anyone else has, but why is it still so hard to distance myself from you?

I'm not my looks or the expressions I make,
I'm not my wide smile because that's fake.
I'm the person you don't notice and can't see,
I'm the person you once asked me not to be.

I cut because I hate myself and I hate myself because I cut.

Hairs are like friends. The weakest ones fall off so that the strongest ones can remain.