partea 27

Broken heart again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. Or you will get burned.

I don`t know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.

All I`m asking for is one night together. Just you and me. All alone. And if you can honestly say you don`t feel anything for me after that night, I will finally let you go.

Of course, you`re going to get your heart broken. And it isn`t just going to happen once, but a lot. That`s just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you`ll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it`ll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.

I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I`m gonna be all right without you.

It`s not that we aren`t meant to be together, I think that we`re just not ready for forever.

We are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.

Sometimes all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.

Sometimes I wish I was a kid again. Skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts

While I was holding on all you did was let go.

Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.

The worst feeling in the world is knowing you`ve been used and lied to.

Frustrated because I can`t tell if it`s real. Mad because I don`t know how you feel. Upset because we can`t make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won`t take my hand. Aggravated because you don`t understand. Disappointed because we can`t be together, but still I`ll love you forever.

This time it`s over I`m keeping my heart, I`m gonna be strong and not fall apart... it`ll get better, I`ll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won`t want to die, I won`t want to go back. I`ll be able to sleep, it won`t hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!

Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me.

Move is like falling down... in the end you`re left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

Sometimes it`s better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.