if we’re perfect for each other, and if we’re meant to be with each other, we will be with each other. maybe not now, or tomorrow, but later. I can promise you that.

and I still count my blessings when I’m standing next to you. no, I never learned my lesson; I’m still a dedicated fool.

as I’m staring through this fire, it's too late to make you mine. so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted. and as both our worlds fall down,  we have lost and we have found. so far from where we started, so far from what we wanted.

the thing about you is you're fun, you make me laugh, and you make me feel more alive. okay, you may be a little crazy sometimes, but there are these moments in my mind, crystal clear images of you and me and how we fit together, and it all makes such perfect sense. and I know what I want. I want time with you.

so I’ll leave you to enjoy the days you spend without me. let's hold hands and be the best of friends. and I bet I’ll never feel this way again.

grief is like the ocean. it's deep, and dark, and bigger than all of us. and pain is like a thief in the night. quiet, persistent, unfair... diminished by time, and fate, and love

if anyone ever asks me what part of my life you are, I will look at them and smile and say, "the best part." the happiness you give me is something I’ll never be able to get enough of. I love having you in my world, and I love having you to love.

you're all that I hoped I’d find in every single way and everything I could give is everything you couldn't take. 'cause nothing feels like home, you're a thousand miles away and the hardest part of living is just taking breaths to stay. 'cause I know I’m good for something, I just haven't found it yet but I need it.

how does a person stay safe, always? lock yourself away? you're looking for a guarantee and there are no guarantees. if you love, you'll feel loss. you can't 'careful' yourself into avoiding loss. you're trying to get day without night

I’m talking about long, involved love letters. like, desperately trying to be romantic and poetic, whatever, and as embarrassing as it is, it's also like, kind of the best stuff I’ve ever written. because it's got this naive idealism thing going on where ours is going to be one of the greatest love stories ever told, and I’m writing it. so I’m sitting there and I’m reading these emails and there's some turbulence, and I start to have this massive panic attack, like nothing I’ve ever had, and I think it's happening because I can never imagine feeling that way about anybody else, ever again

act as if what you do makes a difference. it does.

the trouble is I can't get him out of my mind when I close my eyes at night who's going to save me now he's gone the trouble is there's a part of me that still can't let go of his memory and now I know what it is love is what the trouble is.

why do we do the things we do? how can we sing when there seems no reason to? how do we smile when there's not much to smile about? when the world is down who are we to stand and shout? they wonder why we do the things we do.

I want you to love to the tips of your fingers, and when you find that love, wherever you find it, whoever you choose, don't run away from it. but you don't have to chase after it either. you just be patient, and it'll come to you. don't be afraid. and remember, to love is to live.

the hardest part of saying goodbye is having to do it again every single day. every day we face the same truth that life is fleeting that our time here is short and to honour the fallen we must live our own lives well.

I don't want the whole entire world, the sky and the stars; I just want you to lie underneath them with me.

I could tell from personal experience that when people we love make choices, we don't always understand them. but we can go on loving them, just the same. it isn't a matter of comprehension. it's forgiveness.

love is overrated. biochemically no different from eating large quantities of chocolate.

pay no mind what the other voices say. they don't care about you like I do

the way you overcome shyness is to become so wrapped up in something that you forget to be afraid.

once I let go, that’s it, it’s done. there won’t be a second chance after I choose not to hold on because it’s up to me right now. if I keep holding on, maybe he will too. but I’m holding on by a thread and I’m getting tired. I just want to know if I should cut it now, or keep my heart dangling, waiting for an answer.

why do I keep running from the truth? all I ever think about is you.

when you finally get something good, enjoy it, keep it, cherish it. don't go on trying to look for something better.

everything you are is everything to me. these are the moments I know heaven must exist. and these are the moments I know all I need is this. I have all I’ve waited for, and I could not ask for more.

you know you said that I’m beautiful but what's beauty to you anyway?  you wrote to me, said you missed me but is that really the best that you can do?

it's actually pretty amazing when you love life. it's something you look forward to and suddenly who you are and who your friends are doesn't really matter. it's what you do that makes the time special.

I don’t know what you see babe, we’re not looking at the same thing. I see beauty, and grace, and a loving face; I think we all just need to find our place. and you honey, you need to know that you, you took the world and made it glow.

you're so good at making bad decisions, but even better at burning bridges.

it's like you think you're safe or something, because you can just walk away anytime, because you don't need him. you don't need anyone. but what you don't realize is you're wrong.

stop playing mind games with her. she’s better than that. stop telling her what to do and how to do everything. she can make decisions on her own you know. but most importantly, just because you're scared, don’t take it out on her. she cares for you more than any girl ever will. realize it, appreciate it and treasure it. don’t ever let it go.

truthfully? I won’t change for you. so if you don’t find what you’re looking for with me, leave. go ahead. if that’s what you really want. but don’t come back when you realize she doesn’t have it either.

I can't stay with you. and I’m afraid that I’d like to stay with you, much more than I should.

I owe you nothing. and you are nothing to me. thank you for curing me of my ridiculous obsession with love

it feels like it's over, we're headed back to the start. it feels like it was an anchor. pour concrete on the roots just to make sure, just to make sure you'll never move.

you need to go this time. you need to see for yourself. I can sit here and tell you that it's a colossal mistake that all roads lead back to me but it doesn't matter. words, speeches, they sound great, but they don't add up to anything. all that matters right now is what you want.

wherever you are, I hope that you're happy tonight. and maybe you found someone to love you right. I’m desperate to say now I need you more than ever. but all I could say was goodnight.

we are not interested in the possibilities of defeat. they do not exist.

he reaches over and he touches you, like a prayer for which no words exist, and you feel your heart taking root in your body, like you've discovered something you don't even have a name for.

maybe this world is another planet's hell.

I’ll tear down the stars and I’ll give them to you. they're not as pretty as your eyes but I guess it will have to do.

some people believe that without history, our lives amount to nothing. at some point we all have to choose: do we fall back on what we know, or do we step forward to something new? it's hard not to be haunted by our past. our history is what shapes us... what guides us. our history resurfaces time after time after time. so we have to remember sometimes the most important history is the history we're making today

I could say that I don't care but the truth is I’d follow you anywhere.

you know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love? you're just naked. you put yourself in harm's way and you lay down all your defences. no clothes, no weapons. nowhere to hide, completely vulnerable. the only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and you can trust him not to hurt you.

isn’t it beautiful... how you become dependant on someone so fast... but it has really been so slow in your mind... how you can fall in love... and miss not talking to that person... even if you just talked to them.. you want to talk more... how you worry about if the person is sad or mad or happy... and when you have those horrible fights... no matter how many tears you cry. that one person can make them all go away in the flash of a smile... how you yearn to hold that person in your arms... but you doubt you ever will... how many trials you will go through for love.. no matter how many hateful things are said, tears cried ... a phone call can make it all better. how you are so scared... that that person will leave you... because he found someone prettier than you are... funnier than you are and a lot less emotional than you... how you dream about the person for days that have gone by and many more to come.. how you can seem to forgive them for whatever they do... as long as they make the sadness go away... how much you have in common... but yet you are so different... how you can help them get through everything.. and the same for them... how they are yours and you are theirs... isn’t it just beautiful... the way they say I love you and I always will... how you look forward to call... and how you worry if they forgot about you...

I’m not pushing you away. I’m holding on for dear life, but I need you to need me back

eventually, everything will come together. until then; live it up. do what makes you happy. if someone doesn't agree, fuck them. pick yourself up and deal when shit happens. remember that our mistakes only make us stronger, everything happens for a reason, the only regrets in life are the risks you never take and well-behaved women rarely make history. above all else, go with your gut, but guard your heart.

we all knew this day was coming. our bitter hearts can hear it calling. so proud of what you've done, so proud of who you've become.

if you look closer, you might see someone like you. someone trying to find their way, to find their place. someone trying to find their own self

I love you. I want you. right now.

nowadays, it's practically impossible to be sure about anything, but I’m positive about this; I want to be with you. there's only one of every person and no matter how much alike they may be, there's never going to be another you. you're the one I want.

maybe I’m not strong. maybe I deserve to be alone.

I wish people could achieve what they think would bring them happiness in order for them to realize that that's not what happiness really is.

it's stunning to know I’ve survived but I don't know what I’m fighting for anymore

someday, this beach might wash away...the oceans may dry…the sun could dim. but on that day, I’ll still be loving you. always and forever, I promise you.

if you're walking down the right path, and you're willing to keep walking, eventually you'll make progress.

and it's too bad that you judge us by the way we look and not by who we are, just because you want us to be more like them when the truth is ... we're not like them. and I’m damn proud of that.

I’m saying I think it's hard sometimes to tell people who you really are...because sometimes you don't know who you really are.

it would be so nice if something would make sense for a change.

I’ll tell you what the end of the world will be like. it will be a final moment; both terrible and heartbreaking. absolute chaos. people running as fast as they ever have, cars filling every road and freeway, phone lines backed up trying to process millions of calls, fingers flying over keyboards, thumbs texting like rapid fire, long lines of people trying to cram themselves into subways and airplanes. all of them trying to tell someone else, "I love you". it's not the end of the world yet. but don't wait until then to tell her. the worst thing isn't the end of the world. it's what you didn't finish; what you didn't say when you had the chance.

seems like we just got started. then before you knew it, the times we had together were gone.

sometimes you have nothing to do but forgive someone, because sometimes we just can't get through life without them

sometimes, people are the strongest when they have absolutely no one to hold them up

music. we do it for the passion, the love, the rush, the spirit. the want, the need, the title, the feeling. the good times, the bad times. we do it because it's what we were born to do.

you should never let the sun set on tomorrow

"hear this now: I will always come for you." "but how can you be sure?" "this is true love. you think this happens every day?"

are you falling for me? this time, we'll find what we both need.

you can't put a limit on anything. the more you dream, the farther you get.

our real discoveries come from chaos…from going to the place that looks wrong and stupid and foolish.

men hate to cry, they rarely ever do. but, when a man cries over you, you know he loves you. because men only cry when they lost something or are afraid of losing something that they love as much or more than themselves

let's just go somewhere and talk. it could be anywhere at all; I miss the sound of your voice. I mean, I don't even think I remember what it sounds like. let's just run away and talk about all the things we've been dying to say.

never asked for it to be over. then again, I never asked for it to begin. that's the way it is with life. some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. but even the most beautiful days have their sunsets.

to me, love is going to bed at night knowing that there is one person out there who is thinking of at that same moment. love is having a last call of the day be the one last person that you want to talk to while lying in your bed just before the day is over. love is a smile, it's the one thing that you always want to do when in love because if it's true love, you're happy. and not only is it a smile on your face, but love gives the power to forgive and work things out. most of all, in my opinion, love is an incredible feeling that everyone deserves to have in their life. no one can tell you if you're in love or not because only you know. there is no time limit on love. you might love someone after one week or maybe after one year. love is different for everyone and that's why it's so unique.

honey, if it's the right guy, then he won't leave.

love to me is having every doubt in the world and just not caring, because there’s something deep down inside telling you not to.

I really want to love somebody. I do. I just don't know if it's possible forever and ever.

every night is the same. I stare out my window and pick out a star. and every night I wish for the same thing, even though I know it will never come true. I still don't give up, every night, I wish for you. don't miss out on what's happening now, just because you're waiting for something better to come along. you can't live in the future.

to be truly happy, a person must live absolutely in the present, no thought of what's gone before and no thought of what lies ahead. but a life with meaning, a [person] is condemned to wallow in the past, and obsess about the future.

you think you know your possibilities; then other people come into your life and suddenly there are so many more.

one of my favourite things in the world is meaningful nonsense. sometimes you read something or see something you don't really understand, but it really speaks to you. you may not know what
it means, but you know it's meaningful and that it's changed you forever.

your biggest challenge isn't someone else. it's the ache in your lungs, the burning in your legs, and the voice inside you that says "can't". but you don't listen, you push harder. you hear the voice whisper "can" and you discover that the person you though t you were is no match for the one you really are.

unsinkable ships sink, unbreakable walls break, sometimes the things you think would never happen, happen just like that unbendable steel bends, the fury of the wind is unstoppable. I’ve learned to never underestimate the impossible.

to ease another's heartache is to forget one's own.

humour has become so cliché and boring that nothing's funny anymore unless it involves something totally disgusting that offends somebody or makes them feel really uncomfortable

it is our choices that show what we truly are, far more than our abilities.

the biggest mistake you can make is to drift apart from someone, who you once had the time of your life with

you don't have a soul, you are a soul. you have a body.

don’t rethink things because usually your first thought is what you really want to do so you should follow it through

the simple act of paying attention can take you a long way.

I wish I was a little kid again. I want someone to take care of me. I want someone to clean up my messes and remind me what's right from wrong. I want to be awed at, even if what I’m doing isn't that cute. I want to be yelled at before I make the same mistakes again and I want to be held in someone else's arms while I cry my heart out.

no matter how good you get you can always get better and that's the exciting part

I wasn't looking for a lifetime lover. I was only trying to find someone I can be myself with. someone there to share things with. someone who would always care. one who would make me laugh. and dry my tears. one who would worry about me. wonder about me in class.. dream about me. but most of all I was looking for someone who wanted to be with me as much as I wanted to be with them

the best thing to hold on to in life is each other.

all I need to hear is that you miss me and think about me. then you can go on with your life and I can go on with mine, acting like being without each other is just fine..

the only way to find true happiness is to risk being completely cut open.

once upon a time I wanted to know what love was. love is there if you want it to be, you just have to see that it's wrapped in beauty and hidden away between the seconds of your life. if you don't stop for a minute, you might miss it.

teach no thy lip such scorn, for it was made for kissing, not for such contempt.

the more you show your feelings, the more people can find ways to hurt you. you got a dream, you got to protect it. people can't do something themselves, they want to tell you that you can't do it. you want something? go get it.

if a man takes the risk to cheat, he’s saying 'this is worth losing her'.

let's run away to a place where the air tastes like rain and the sun shines like Sunday morning. you bring your laugh and I’ll bring my sense of humour, and we can waste the days, one week after another.

your name sounds so good when said with mine. maybe we can run away and leave this troubled world behind. well, that's a stupid, stupid, stupid thing to say. because we're so young but we're not foolish honey, surely we can wait. on that day we'll say, "baby we've made it. we're on top of the world." and on that day we'll become everything we've dreamed and longed for so long to be.

she's done dropping hints. try and figure it out yourself, pretty boy

I’ll be the first to tell you that I’ve got no clue what I want or what I’m searching for. I’ll just sit here and go along for the ride. and if I hurt in the process? in the end, it is what it is.

you may not end up where you thought you'd be, but you always end up where you're meant to be.

I think she loves him. and love is needing someone. love is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you

there's one thing a quote does that nothing and no-one else can do; it can become a part of you. you may never meet the person who said it, but that person is now a companion. quotes help you get over pain. feel loved. make you smile and laugh and help you through those tough days when you think no-one else knows what you're going through

one day I caught myself smiling for no reason. then I realized I was thinking about you.

if we saw each other every day, I’d stop appreciating all the cute stuff that happens when I finally get to see him after a couple of days. if I was with him all the time, the cute stuff would turn into normal, everyday stuff. its the cute stuff that makes the relationship fun and last

this world is always trying to take a piece of me but you are always there to make me feel complete if I can keep my eyes on what you have for me I will face the truth and never look away you'll show me the real me

he smiles then looks away and you wonder, just maybe that smile meant something he couldn't say

you get what you give. what you put into things is what you get out of them.

trust is a word all lovers know. the glorious art of staining souls, my darling. we are not the ones to blame. the more we have the more we want. and the more it hurts our hearts, my baby. it always ends up in tears.

I found the one my heart loves

don't take it too bad, it's nothing you did; just once something dies, you can't make it live.

they're all watching us now. they think we're falling in love. they'd never believe we're just friends.

I think that the only reason why people hold onto memories so tight, for so long is because memories are the only things that don’t change when everything else does

and don't you know, my heart is pumping. oh, it's putting up the fight. and I’ve got this feeling that everything's alright. don't you see? I’m not the only one for you, but you're the only one for me.

trust me on this one...I know how it feels when you love someone for so long that you just want to give up. but don't because everything may turn around when you least expect it.

through my tears, I could hear her saying it was all going to be okay, and I know she believed this. but I was sure of something, too: it's a lot easier to be lost than found. it's the reason we're always searching, and rarely discovered-- so many locks, not enough keys.

the real world, whether we like it or not, is right here, right now. all of this, every day, is important. everybody matters. everything we do has an effect on another, directly or indirectly, whether we realize it or not

it's not how you forget, but how you forgive. not how you listen, but how you understand. not what you see, but how you feel. it's not about how you let go. it's how you hold on.

I believe in karma. what you give is what you get returned. I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned. I believe that the grass is greener on the other side. I believe you don't know what you've got until you have to say goodbye.

you’re something I’ll never forget. no, I’ll never forget. I swear I’ll save you

you very rarely get everything you want in life. but when you don't fight for it, you have even less of a chance. so here I am. fighting for you.

I love the way my fingers fall into yours. I love how your taste still lingers on my lips after that special goodnight kiss...I love how whenever I go to call someone, I automatically dial your number...I love how you look at me with those gorgeous eyes and then you smile that sweet smile...and I know right there, that you will always be mine. I love how you hug me with the intention of never letting go... I love you more than words could ever show.

you know those people who can predict when change is coming in their life? I’m not one of them. change has a way of just walking up and punching me in the face.

cute guys are amazing. not the super sexy guys who are too shallow even for themselves. but the ones who are sort of clumsy and dorky, and are always sweet. they are the ones worth keeping.

for once in her life, she wants someone to take a chance with her, so she can show them, she could really be worth it.

there's really nothing left to save. I mean you and I, we both gave what we gave. now is not the time to go back and determine who was right and who was wrong. honestly; no one has made me miss them this bad in so long. it seemed so harsh, how could you just forget about me? I close my eyes to shut out the world, still you're all I see

I am finding out that maybe I was wrong that I’ve fallen down and I can't do this alone stay with me, this is what I need, please? sing us a song and we'll sing it back to you we could sing our own but what would it be without you? I am nothing now and it's been so long, since I’ve heard the sound, the sound of my only hope. this time I will be listening.

I love who you are, and what you do and how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength that carries you through. I’ve seen the best of you. I’ve seen the worst of you. and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. and I love you

you don't know what you do to me, you don't have a clue, and you don't know what it's like to be me, looking at you.

she's completely unexplainable; you think she's a good girl. but when you get to know her, she's everything. she's crazy, she's funny, and she’s honest. and you'll never know what she'll do next.

all the days the love we made, tell me it wasn’t all just fake. I need to know cause my hearts at stake. now I’m hoping for the best, but not holding my breath.

but sometimes, we just have to be happy with what people can offer us. even if it's not what we want, at least it's something. you know?

you gain strength, courage, and confidence by every experience in which you really stop to look fear in the face. you are able to say to yourself, "I have lived through this horror. I can take the next thing that comes along." you must do the thing you think you cannot do.

so make her laugh a little and help her get through she used to cry but no one knew help her out and treat her right it's been a while since she smiled so bright show her that not all guys lie

happiness is a lifestyle, love is a journey, and sadness is a decision.

we're standing on the edge of something. do we stay or do we run? it's obvious that everything has changed. my head can't seem to figure out why my heart is so full of doubt. maybe we're just tired of the game. I guess you never know what's going to happen so you do the best you can. following your soul might bring you back or it might have another plan. please don't let it fly away.

but if he loves you now what else matters? he’s not perfect. you aren't either, and the two of you will never be perfect but if he can make you laugh at least once, cause you to think twice, and admits to being human and making mistakes, hold on to him the most you can. he is not going to quote poetry, he's not going to be thinking about you every moment, but he will give you a part of him that he knows you can break. don't hurt him, don't change him. don't expect more then he can give. try not to overanalyze. smile when he makes you happy, yell when he makes you mad ... and miss him when he’s not there.

she needs wide open spaces, room to make her big mistakes. she needs new faces. she knows the high stakes. she traveled this road as a child, wide eyed and grinning, she never tired. but now she won't be coming back with the rest. if these are life's lessons, she'll take this test.

don't let anyone look down on you because you are young,
but set an example for the believers in speech, in life, in love, in faith and in purity

what I’ve learned is not to change who you are, because eventually you’re going to run out of new things to become.

only you could be more important than what I wanted… what I needed. what I want and need is to be with you, and I know I’ll never be strong enough to leave again. I have too many excuses to stay—thank heaven for that! it seems you can’t be safe, no matter how many miles I put between us.

you know, you thought you were such a strong girl, and you are, you just can't see it. you thought he broke you. some ways, he did, but if you really think about it, you're a much stronger person than you were four months ago. it's okay to still cry yourself to sleep. it's okay to not want to let go, but you know you need to. you don't have to get another boyfriend right away. just wait. you can't find love, it finds you. you did the right thing by letting him go. wait a few weeks or even months, and try talking to him again. if things still aren't different, wait longer, things will change. don't ever forget the memories though. don't forget the boy that once made you the happiest girl in the world. he broke your heart. everyone knows it. yes, you loved him with your whole heart. but he couldn't love you the same. I know your world started falling apart, but it's slowly going back to what it was a few months ago. he meant the world to you, don't forget that. don't forget the fights. that's something that ruined your relationship. you need to learn not to get so jealous. you need to give guys space. you know you do. don't be scared to lose someone again. don't forget that none of this is completely your fault. no one understands why you can't get over him. nothing you say is going to change that. they can't see how much you loved him. they can't see how he made your world go round. don't listen to people when they tell you, you can do better. you know who's in your heart and you know who will always be there. don't stop praying. god is always there for you, and you know it. he got you through most of this but your friends did also. now, I know you're probably going to read over this a few times and each time you're going to cry because you're going to remember what it was like to be his. I didn't write  this for myself to make myself cry. I wrote it to help myself get over a silly boy. now put a smile on that pretty face and stop crying. dry your eyes. people love you no matter what. hold your head high. keep in mind, things will change. you just have to give it time.

my point is, there are a lot of people in the world. no one ever sees everything the same way you do; it just doesn't happen. so when you find one person who gets a couple of things, especially if they're important ones... you might as well hold on to them.

peace. it does not mean to be in a place where there is no noise or hard work. it means to be in the midst of those things and still be calm in your heart.

I want to be the girl who changed everything. the girl that made a difference and made you tell a totally different story.

I find it funny that most people think that this newfound situation we're in is going to separate us. maybe for a while, but darling don't worry yourself; things will get put right back where they should be. and we'll be the best of friends just like we've always been. somehow I always have faith that me and you, will be me and you again and I’m thinking you have that same faith too. please tell me you have that same faith too.

now and then it's good to pause in our pursuit of happiness and just be happy.

I guess you do learn a lot in high school... I’m not talking about math, English, or biology. I’m talking about life. you learn who your friends are, you learn love. you learn what you want in life, and mostly you learn who the real you is.

I can't help it. I can't help caring. I’m forced. I’m too weak to restrain myself from you. I can't help looking for you in a crowd. I can't help thinking of you in the middle of the night, day, or anytime at all. I can't help wishing that you would love me. I can't help waiting until the moment we talk again. I can't help wanting to be more than just friends. I can't help the way I love you, although I wish I could. sometimes I just wonder why I love you the way I do; but I cannot find a reason. I just simply fell in love with you.

they just don’t understand. this feeling isn’t as easy to deal with than most people think. don’t tell me it will be alright because right now, its not. you ruined me. I sincerely hope you're happy.

some girls are born winners.

never apologize for showing feeling. when you do so, you apologize for truth.

yes, risk taking is inherently failure-prone. otherwise, it would be called sure-thing-taking

it made me wonder how many times we forgive just because we don't want to lose someone, even if they don't deserve our forgiveness.

in the end, it’s worked out cause we both want it to. as long as you two have that, you’ll be able to make it through anything

if you'd just listen to her, maybe you'd understand. maybe instead of thinking you know everything, let go of your ego for a while, and you'd start to get to know her. and maybe, if you threw away your fears of getting hurt, and just loved her, maybe you two could make it.

the minute you think you're going to lose something, it suddenly becomes the most important thing in your life.

do you remember when we were just kids and cardboard boxes took us miles from what we would miss schoolyard conversations taken to heart and laughter took the place of everything we knew we were not

I’m sorry." I need to hear those sweet words after our arguments that really mean nothing. hold me close afterwards; prove that we are both silly kids in love.

instead of adding to the drama like everyone else, she decided to be different and not burden the rest of the population with her problems. she knows that in this world, she's going to have to save herself.

you’ve taught me a lot of things. not only about life, but how it’s okay to feel something extraordinary about someone

and when she breaks down, of course she'll make a sound. but you'll never hear her

life's too short to fight, to be miserable...to let the bitter ones change how awesome you are.

your first love; you know who I’m talking about, because I bet you read the words "first love" and that one boy just came to mind. there's nothing like that first boy you were afraid to love. that one boy you knew it was love;; despite what others said. that one boy who changed your expectations and that one boy who you compare all the future boys with. because deep down inside, you knew he was the one; the one who set the standards for love

were you scared that for once, just for once, I could be that one girl that will stay by your side, that one girl that will see your flaws and learn to love them, that one girl that will fight until the very, very end for you, that one special girl who will unlock the lock to your heart?

some say opportunity knocks only once. that is not true. opportunity knocks all the time, but you have to be ready for it. if the chance comes, you must have the equipment to take advantage of it.

we almost laughed harder than we kissed. you were always something I could never resist.

let me tell you something about love. it does not knock often. and when it does, you have to let it in. you are a wonderful friend. and you are smart and beautiful and it is going to suck to loose you, but there is a boy out there who loves you. and I know you love him back. so, now you have to get your wacky ass out of my store.

you make me feel something I can’t describe. I always catch myself thinking about the things you do. there isn’t anyone else I need; I’ve got my heart set on you.

if you can't laugh at yourself, life's going to seem a whole lot longer than you'd like.
what do you do? you laugh, you know, I’m not saying I don't cry... but in between... I laugh.

held you close because I wanted to feel you against me. I wanted to be the reason your heart was beating so fast.

I was uncertain about us, but I took a risk and turned out the lights. and your lips found their way to mine. and I knew what I did was right ; I fell in love with you that night.

listen, I don't know what happens next. I’m just going to keep loving you and I’m going to keep hoping you let me into your life. I will make mistakes, of course, but I’ll always be there for you

I don't know when I’ll learn. I love him. it is an unconditional, uncontrollable kind of a love, that even if you throw a bucket of water on it the fire remains. he is truly my everything. I don't know where I’d rather be than in his arms. it’s a terrible love. if I don't see him for just a day it feels like my heart has been ripped out of my chest.

there wasn't anything wonderfully amazing about him, just something she couldn't resist.

love isn’t supposed to be about a moment where you locked into a boys eyes and felt the world spin from beneath your feet ; it’s when you saw in his soul all the things that were missing in yours.

it's infuriating. women sit around obsessing about what went wrong, while men just say alrighty and move on.

I’m nowhere near perfect; I eat when I’m bored. I fall for guys too easily. I’m vulnerable to lies. I’m hoping that one day I don't need a fake smile. I live by quotes and lyrics that explain what I’m going through. I have my best friend and my enemies. my drama and memories. I’m just your average typical teenager.

and when the whole world seems to be against you, that's really your time to shine.

it's all too much to handle, too much stress to put on one pair of shoulders. but people expect her to carry her load. no one stops to help her. they ignore the painful looks on her face, the agony in the way she walks. the strain of her once bubbly voice. no one seems to care anymore.

you will never forget your first love. that's what makes it so special. you love so hard, so deeply and so intensely because you don't know any different. it's the best until it's over. then you hurt like you've never hurt before. eventually you love again, but you love differently. you will love more carefully and more cautiously, continually comparing that person to your first love.

so play it off, and pretend you never knew what you got yourself into. I’ll play it off and pretend I never meant a word I said. now I’m starting to realize that getting lost in your eyes was the worst move. you win and I lose.

those who kill time are the ones who waste life. take every second for granted because you're never going to get a chance to go back in time and get that second, minute, hour, day, or maybe even year back. once it's passed, it's never going to come back.

you'll regret it. maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but soon and for the rest of your life.

oh, to be taken back to younger days, when there was no giving up on the people we held closest to our hearts.

I just think before you make an ultimate commitment with someone you need to go through some really rough times, you know? and bounce back from those.

hold on tight, wait for tomorrow. you'll be alright

if you're looking for reasons not to love someone, you're probably going to find them. but sometimes, we need to give in and let our hearts get what they deserve.

I love when the sky is gray. when the dawn paints the roofs of the buildings and the sun is still hiding. the city is ours then. right before everyone takes over, right when everyone is still sleeping. it’s hard to notice that it’s so cold when it's this pretty.

it was like my heart was gone- like it was hollow. like I’d left everything that was inside me here with you.

the first rule of holes; if you're in one, stop digging

you get one chance; you mess up. you try to fix things and sometimes, it'll work out, but sometimes it won't. everyone deserves a second chance, but not a third

id like to sit next to you look up at the sky and wonder what ever in the world thought to bring me here with you by my side and our hearts intertwined.

because that's not what people want to hear. they want to hear that it's going to be okay. that the pain goes away, but it doesn't. it never does.

your regrets aren't what you did, but what you didn't do. so I take every opportunity.

if you run, you're not that much stronger.

we talked about old times, and it made me smile because you didn't forget.

I don't want to feel the way she did because I know what happens when you do. you love with your whole heart, with everything, and you wake up one morning and kiss someone goodbye. the way you always do, except you mean it's goodbye forever

the right thing isn't always real obvious sometimes the right thing for one person is the wrong thing for someone else so...good luck figuring that out.

and tonight she's taking chances, making memories out of what she has, throwing caution to the wind. it feels good to leave it all behind. here's to being young and gorgeous

I guess it's going to have to hurt. I guess I’m going to have to cry and let go of some of the things I love to get to the other side. I guess it's going to break me down, like falling when you're trying to fly. it's sad but sometimes moving on with the rest of your life starts with goodbye

so if you're going to fall, you better fall hard. fear nothing. and if you're going to love, you better love hard. hold nothing back.

you're hiding from me now, there's something in the way that you're talking. words don't sound right, but I hear them all moving inside you. go. I’ll be waiting when you call.

I’ll quote clever lines like hope. I’ll take the final words you wrote to make them feel like bliss. as always, I’ll take the praise. I have a way with making things scripted like a song that makes you sting.

stop right there, that's exactly where I lost it. see that line? well I never should have crossed it

you know what's the most terrifying thing about admitting that you're in love? you're just naked. you put yourself in harm's way and you lay down all your defences. no clothes, no weapons. nowhere to hide, completely vulnerable. the only thing that makes it tolerable is to believe the other person loves you back and you can trust him not to hurt you.

I love what you are, and what you do and how you try. I’ve seen your kindness and your strength that carries you through. I’ve seen the best of you. I’ve seen the worst of you. and I understand with perfect clarity exactly what you are. and I love you

I’ve found that it’s a good thing to go through heartache at one point or another in your lifetime. not the petty, childhood heartache. but the horrible kind we’ve experienced. but see, when you get to the healing part of this, you will have so much love to share with someone. you will be able to appreciate someone in ways even you cannot understand. you will be so much stronger than you were before. I know how much this sucks right now and I know it seems unfair, but when it’s all said and done with, this will all make sense. all this pain you are going through at this moment will eventually teach you some of the greatest lessons in life you will ever need to learn.

and I’m tired of hearing myself speak. do you get weary? do you ever get weak? how do you dream when you can't fall asleep?

the words aren't easy to say, but they have to come out. and when the world crashes around me, I want you to stay.

sometimes you can't believe what you see and you just have to believe what you feel. and if you're going to have other people trust you, you must feel that you can trust them too...even when you're in the dark, even when you're falling.

no one expects you to get up;  all on your own with no one around.

everyone has their weak spot. the one thing that, despite your best efforts, will always bring you to your knees, regardless of how strong you are otherwise. for some people, it's love

when I sleep, I dream of you. and when I wake, I long to hold you in my arms. if anything, our time apart has only made me more certain that I want to spend my nights by your side, and my days with your heart.

and we’ll dance like in the movies, to no music and no beat. our own silent symphony, emanating from every concrete pavestone. two silhouettes moving to an unspoken rhythm it was all emotion, our love blossoming upon foundations my forehead found a perfect niche at the base of your neck. your skin imprinting its musk onto the bridge of my nose. swaying to the flimsy night air, our backs to the world. thank you for giving me a reason to stare at you.

let's just be honest. I’m not leaving for some new perspective, or to get a new start. I’m leaving because I can't look at you anymore without my heart breaking

but so what, I’m better off everyday when I’m standing in the pouring rain, I don’t mind I think of you and everything’s alright I used to think I had it good but now I know that I misunderstood with you I’d say, I’m better off in every way

whenever a memory pops into your head, you always have to wonder. how many more times will I be able to remember that? will I ever remember that again? how many times can you revisit a memory?

all I wanted was for him to hug me. to tell me that everything was going to be okay. to be my rock. he had always been there for me. whenever I screwed up or everything around me seemed to be falling apart, he had made it better. but he couldn't make this better, because this time my screw-up had hurt him. I had deprived myself of my one true comfort in life, and the realization gouged my heart out.

every rhythm and note thought perfectly through. it's the least I could do, after what we've been through. I wrote these words cause I love you, only you.

hold on tight, wait for tomorrow. you'll be alright

if only I had more time, I’d take you where you wanted to go. Italy isn't the same without you here. if only I had one wish, I’d want a million trillion lifetimes that I could spend with you. I’d fall in love with you again and again.

so breathe in so deep breathe me in I’m yours to keep and hold on to your words cause talk is cheap and remember me tonight when you're asleep.

maybe crying is a means of cleaning yourself out emotionally. Or maybe it’s your communication of last resort, the only way to express yourself when words fail. The same as when you were a baby and had no words

I never asked for it to be over. Then again, I never asked for it to begin. That's the way it is with life. Some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days have their sunsets.

Well this is the calm before the storm. It’s getting harder then it has before. Sometimes you’ve got to walk in the rain if you’re dying to find what you’re looking for.

There will be no rules tonight. If there were, we'd break them. Nothing's going to stop us now. Let's get down to it. Nervous hands and anxious smiles, I can feel you breathing. This is right where we belong.

I'm trying my best to forget that you forgot about me. Believe me, it's not working out. You've got something about you that makes me want you more.

There's nothing like the deep breaths after laughing that hard, nothing in the world like a sore stomach for the right reasons.

I'm sick of wishing you were near. You've gone your way, you've made it clear. Why do I feel you everywhere?

Try to realize it's all within yourself, no one can make you change and to see you're only very small and life flows on within you or without you.

reading gives us somewhere to go when we have to stay where we are

you're only given a little spark of madness. you mustn’t lose it