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I learned a long time ago never to expect anything from anyone. I definitely never expected the person who could make you so happy could be the person who would be your weakness. I feel sad and empty.
Fight for your dreams and rights, But can't you see. Your angel cries. You're busy dealing with your sadness, Who will care about the helpless.
I could sit all day watching the clouds go by... I could sit all night watching each star as it twinkles... I could lay in your arms all day and all night.... Why u ask.
Where did all the memories go. Where did the friendship that we said will never end go. Why don't we talk anymore.
Personal favourite!. MEN!.
This is written for all people who have walked out, or have been pushed out, of my life. This is to M.B, R.F, T.B, C.M, C.J.G, J.M, and all who have influenced me enough to write in your honor.
My mum told me that live is a great feeling, my response was 'not when it's only one person who's feeling it' Love is a cruel thing, it can make someone the happiest person one day, and miserable the...
If I could. I'd forget. The feeling. Of your flesh. Your hot breath. Your kisses. On my neck. Your hands. In places. Reserved for lovers. Our smiling faces. Aglow. Amongst the covers.
It's funny how hello is always accompanied with good-bye. It's funny how remembering good memories can make you cry. It's funny how forever never seems to really last.
Love is frightening. Love is a thief. It makes you weak and vulnerable, It steals your whole world from underneath your feet and place's it into the hands of another.
In all the horrors and chaos of our world; all of the trauma and malfunction, the one thing which I know is true are my feelings of love for you.
Seconds, turn to minutes, turn to hours, turn to days, each moment spent with him is precious, He may leave for a while, as little as a day, But I'll still miss him as if he was gone for eternity,...
I don't understand how hate can be such a bad word. It's an adjective used to purvey feelings of immense anger, nothing more. Love however, these days can be a far more hurtful word.
Often I wish things were different. I don't have any actual regrets, life would just be easier if events played out in another way.
Everything in the universe is linked.
I have a friend, a friend in word & a friend indeed. A friend who loves me with all friends being & I love my friend too. My friend rejuvenates me A friend of my youth, A friend indeed.
Still in a daydream, is that what this means. To touch what is not there, to feel nothing but the cold air. Can you still love what is not there or here. To forget would bring a moments single tear.
Доброй Ночи . Анюта ) Говорят, что плохие впечатления становятся хорошими воспоминаниями. Это безусловно так, но до определенного момента.
How is it that you were so important. Were the qualities you possessed so special.
I was asked how I know that I am in love. To describe it with words. I honestly don't know what words I can use. I know that it is a feeling deep down in the pit of my being.
Love isn't perfect. It isn't a fairytale or a storybook. & it doesn't always come easy. Love is overcoming obstacles, facing challenges, fighting to be together, holding on & never letting go.
“It hurts to let go. Sometimes it seems the harder you try to hold on to something or someone the more it wants to get away. You feel like some kind of criminal for having felt, for having wanted.
Love is when you can't be apart from someone for too long...you're always thinking of them, and when you're with them you never want to say goodbye. Love is far from simple. It's quite complex.
“One thousand ways to say good-bye. One thousands ways to cry. One thousand ways to hang your hat before you go outside. I say good-bye good-bye good-bye. I shout it out so loud.