I hate everything about you.. So, why do I still love you.

My hearts nothing more than a toy to you.

I pray for everyday...for you to leave my memory and give me back my heart

I thought about you for the first time in a long time. And for once, they were happy memories. I would thank you, but the smile it brought to my face, didn't let me forget about all the tears that have stained it.

Everybody needs a chance , but chances won't help in my case =( better save em for someone else

And now my heart is ripped in two all because you don't see me the way i see you...

Never love someone
who doesnt try to love you back !

I guess what scares me is knowing that at any moment you could rip my heart out and step on it…and I would just pick it up and hand it right back to you.

Everyday is a battle to stay strong, but each day I'm determined to be stronger than I was the day before.

My strings that were once sewn so strong, are coming undone.