Why?

I miss the long talks on the phone, the days when we could hang out, the smiles as we passed eachother in the hall. Now she gets to have all of those, and i just cant help myself, i need you...

Last two were one, too long. The second one comes first.

You learn that kisses and "i love you's" don't always mean something. . .promises can be broken just as easily as they are made, and sometimes goodbyes really are forever

After a while, you learn the difference between a little thing and falling in love. . .