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Sometime in your life you will love a certain person and they try to get closer. You let them. One day he will be the best thing that ever happened to you. The next, he'll break up with you when you feel like nothing horrible could ever even think about touching you. In the end, you just end up hurt. He leaves you alone, sad, and confused. So try to keep that person close. Very close.


Why doesnt life have happy endings. Like there are in movies?

Why do they say that " just because a person doesnt love you the way you want them to, doesnt mean they dont love you with all their heart"? Only the let you know that they just say that to keep your mind off of the horrible things that make you cry yourself to sleep.


What does it mean when people say, "The thing about love is if you do it right, you never have to hit the ground". Because everyone will love someone in their lifetime. Well, i fell in love. or i thought i did. Now im headed for the ground at 100mph. splat. Ive hit the pavement. Headfirst. The thing about that little saying is, just cause youve had your spirits smashed against the concrete because you fell in "love", doesnt mean you didnt enjoy every second of it.


I promise i will never forget the day we kissed or the day we met. the sky may fall and the stars may too. but in the end, I will still love you. I love how my profile is about that one guy, and yet he never knows that every word is about him.


When a guy breaks up with you there are a couple questions that come into your mind right away:
Was 2 months too long?
What did I ever do to him?
What happened between us the day we last kissed and now?
Does he really want to still be friends?
And when he said " I love you " did he really mean it?

I wish i could answer your questions. but, im still trying to answer mine.


To a guy, a girl is one chapter. To a girl, he's the whole book.
He's her drug and she's addicted. but time is that little patch you put on your arm that slowly makes you forget about it. I dont want to forget. Because it was the one and only thing that made me get up in the morning instead of lying there thinking today was going to be a piece of shit.

I could never just become friends again. I would miss the good parts. Like When we held hands, hugged everyday after school, or gotten my first kiss.