Every minute that I spend with you,
Feels like my entire life...

When you said, me and you
I thought you meant forever...

Being with you,
Was the best feeling...

It hurt me,
Hurt like hell...

When I look at you,
I turn into somebody else...

You said I love you,
And I believed you...

No one will ever understand
How much I love you...

I'm here,
Alone...

I love to hear you say you love me
but most of all...

Why do we say one thing but mean another??
Why do we want the things that we know that we can...