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I'm mad at myself, not you. I'm mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn't do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all...for not hating you which I know I should..but I can't.
Don't let yourself get so angry that you stop loving, because one day you will wake up from that anger and the person you love won't be around anymore.
Somehow, the conversation mentioned your name. And someone asked if I knew you. Looking away I thought of all the time we had together, sharing laughter, tears, jokes, and tons more. And then, without explanation you were gone. I looked to where they were waiting for an answer, and said softly, "Once.... I thought I did"
I have wasted thousands and thousands of kisses on you. Kisses that I thought were special because of your lips and your smell and all your color in life. I use to think that was the real you when you smiled. But now I know you didnt mean any of it. Shame on me for kissing you with my eyes closed so tight.
I know you may not be my soul mate, or you may not be "the one", and I will probably hate you guts in 20 years down the line, but I am not asking you for forever... all I want is to be with you right now because I know that is what will make me happy.
I wish he ment it when he kissed my lips, because, I could look back and remember someone loved me, but I can only look back and remember someone use to.
Sometime I look at you and you seem to be looking back at me, but sometimes you look away.. like your afraid of what might happen if you stare a second longer.
One day we'll say hello, and wish we never said goodbye.
When I am alone and nobody sees, tears fall down from my eyes,
But when everyone is looking, they don't see the tears inside.
Nobody knows what I go through, and nobody knows what I feel,
Nobody knows my emotions, and nobody knows my guilt.
No one sees who I really am, what they see is merely a show,
It's something I do to fit in, but that's something that nobody knows.
That boy over there how does he not notice my loving stare?
For all i do is think of him
but the hope in my heart has grown dim because
he doesn't notice me the way i want him to,
sometimes i'm thinking, "Damn what the hell is wrong with you"
isn't it obvious the way i feel?
That my feelings for him are real?
can't he see that with every touch
and every smile he fills my heart with glee.
I'm stuck in a place and i can't get out
all i want to do is see his face.
take a deep breath and shout,
confess my feelings for him at the top of my lungs.
it's a battle in my heart and i think he's won.
Nobody knows what goes on in my head
sometimes i even wake up filled with dread
will this be the day my dreams come true?
Hearing the words,"i like you too"
or will i just sit silently by myself?
Letting my dreams of being with him slowly fade why cant he see?
All i want is for him to notice me
People say "im sick of getting hurt"
Well you only get hurt if you let it happen
the truth is everyone gonna hurt you
you just have to decide whos worth the pain.
it's so much easier to say you don't love him
then to explain to everyone why you still do
You can't just kiss me and expect it not to mean anything to me, you can't just walk away from me with no regrets or second thoughts, you can't just treat me like I'm not even worthy of your smile - yet you have, you did, you are
Growing up is never easy. You hold on to things that were. You wonder what's to come. But that night I think we knew it was time to let go of what had been and look ahead to what would be. Other days. New days. Days to come. The thing is, we didn't have to hate each other for getting older. We just had to forgive ourselves...for growing up.
-The Wonder Years
Why does a man take it for granted that a girl who flirts with him wants him to kiss her--when, nine times out of ten, she only wants him to want to kiss her?
have you ever wondered what it would be like
if you actually got that second chance youve always dreamed of
would it be the same as last time
would it be different than last time
how would you go about trusting him
after he took your world and threw it away
whys it so easy to forget everything he did
and hold grudges on people you call your best friends
whys it so easy to forgive when you shouldn't
but when you should..you don't
whos to say..when you got the chance
it wouldn't work out like you planned
but whos to say .. when you got the chance
it worked out even better than before
everything you had already..multipied by ten
why cant anyone take his place
they do the same things he did
but it means nothing to you
they fall in love with you
it doesn't even phase you
you only want him..
but hes with her..
You know you're in love when you can say anything to the person and you know they won't laugh at you. When you can see their face when you close your eyes...when you can still feel their arms around you, holding you tight long after they are gone. You know you're in love when you can still taste their kiss after you have said goodbye...when you miss them even before they are gone...when their voice lingers in your ears. You can tell you're in love when their presence eases any pain...when their name sends chills down your spine...when the only think you can think about is them...when you can see all their hopes and dreams, and even their soul, when you look into their eyes. You know you're in love when they call you at four in the morning and say "I love you" and mean it...when your tears not only stain their shirt, but also their heart...when they are hurt just because of these tears...when even a simple chore done with them can become a lasting memory. Ultimately, you know you're in love when you can't imagine living without them, and can't figure out how you did before you knew them...when they fulfill every need and without them you are incomplete. The love of someone else completes the heart, and soul, and mind all at once.