I'm always wondering if he'll return. Sometimes I pray that he doesn't. And sometimes I hope he will. I wish on falling stars and eyelashes. Absence isn't solid the way death is. It's fluid, like language. And it hurts so much.. so, so much.
I really hope you’ve found happiness & if you’re ever in need of anything, like someone to love you, don’t hesitate to call me.
Something always brings me back to you; it never takes too long.
Have you just, not been able to get someone out of your head? I mean you know it's over, but I walk around with this pit in my stomach and everyone tells me I'll get over it. All I'm asking is when.
You and I are a story that never gets told.
How I wish you could see the potential, the potential of you and me. It’s like a book elegantly bound. But in a language that you can’t read, just yet.
I could see you standing with him he ain't holdin' your hand like he should. He ain't listenin 'to a word you say, he doesn't look at you the way i would. I should steal you away. I've been wondering are you looking at me thinking how it might be, if you were mine. Girl it drives me crazy, he don't know what he's got, I've been fightin' so hard not to cross the line. I should steal you away, I should steal you away, in the middle of the night come take your heart, I should steal you away.
And no matter how much I try to forget that it had happened, it will have never not happened.
I saw a whole other future. I can’t stop seeing it. I can’t leave. I can’t stay.
And I still remember, the sound of your voice. Although your silence, still rings so clear.
The only reason I hate you now is because I loved you then.
I may not be the one you love today, but I’ll let you go for now, hoping that one day you’ll fly back to me because I think you’re worth the wait.
It's hard when you know you shouldn't hold on, and yet you're too in love to let go.
Hey, did you hear about the one that got away, they say he looked left,
she turned right-meant to be together but not that night,
it's when fates running late, we tend to make mistakes,
we go round and round from love to love
it's either way too much or not enough
I wonder what you look like, under your t-shirt. I wonder what you sound like, when you’re not wearing words. I wonder what we have, when we’re not pretending.
It's hard when you know you shouldn't hold on, and yet you're too in love to let go.
But I wouldn't touch you. Put my hands on your hips. It would be too much to
place my lips on your lips.
The closer I get to you, the harder it is to stay. I’m right outside your window, with a million reasons why I can’t walk away.
Even if you think the flame has died, there's at least one lyric that'll hit that last hot spot, and then you'll find yourself as f*ed as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see her again.
I see something in him that is as young as me. Do certain events in our lives leave a permanent mark, freezing a piece of us in time, and that becomes a touchstone that we measure the rest of our lives against?
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you.
No love is bigger than the one which is given away - torn apart - and yet still, it remains.
You've always been this possibility for me. This wonderful possibility, but it's just not right. And I'm so sorry. I need you to know that you're the man I want to want.
Was I ever truly over him? At one time I was sure that the answer was yes. But if seeing him again- and merely touching his hand- could peel back so many layers of my heart, then did I ever stop loving him the way you're supposed to stop loving everyone but the one you're with?
My heart is on my sleeve and that's where it'll stay until the day you're brave enough to walk my way and tell me the things you were too stubborn to say.
Maybe I'm scared, scared that the person that has meant so much to me for so long, might actually be falling out of my grasp... and there's nothing I can do to stop him.
No one will ever love you as much as I do.
I always fall for that one guy who is so out of reach, but still close enough to make it hurt.
So many thoughts I can't get out of my head. I try to live without you, but every time I do, I feel dead. I know what's best for me, but I want you instead.
You were what I wanted.
Maybe in five or ten,
yours and mine will meet again-
Straighten this whole thing out.
Maybe then honesty need not be feared,
as a friend or an enemy.
But this is the distance,
and this is my gameface.
I love you, but I love love more, and I don't want to be in it alone.
It's over, look out below
I'm wasted, I still taste it
Yeah it's so hard to let go
So breathe in now, and breathe it out.
And it's hard. It's much harder than I thought it would be, but there's more good than bad. And you don't just give up.
If I ever admit it to him, if I ever tell him how I felt for all those months. It won't be for a long time, it'll be after he's found someone, and after I've found someone. It'll be discreet and brisk, casual conversation, the words will just pop off the screen or out of my mouth and they'll just stand there in the air and wait for a response that will never come. The question that will go unanswered is did he feel the same?
And that's when I'll discover that revenge is sweet. As I sit there applauding from a front-row seat, When somebody breaks your heart, Like you, like you broke mine.
If you knew how bad you made me feel, you'd never do a thing like this again.
If this is just a game you're playin', I don't think I'll make it to the end.
When you go, I'll let you be, But you're killing everything in me.
How she'd be soothed how she'd be saved if he could see,
She needs to be held in his arms to be free. But everything happens for reasons that she will never understand.
Nostalgia for what we have lost is more bearable than nostalgia for what we have never had.
It's like he is driving a car, okay and I just wanna be in the passenger seat, but he's locked the door and I have to hold onto the bumper.You know, I'm not even asking for him to open the door for me, just leave it unlocked and say come in., but no he didnt do that, so I'm hanging on to the bumper and life goes on and the car goes on and I get really badly bruised and am hitting potholes and it hurts, I mean it hurts and yesterday I had to let go of the bumper because it hurts too much.... it hurts too much.
I'm trying to teach my heart to hate you. But it ain't workin' right.
Well it's been almost 3 years to the moment
When i finally realized it was over
And I knew that love wasn't good enough
Of a reason for me to stay.
This is my confession: not a day goes by where you don't cross my mind.
It's days like these
That make me feel
Like I want to bleed through my heart again
It's days like these
That make me feel
Like I might as well
Be on my own again
That face was tearing holes in me.
I never really wanted you to go. So many things you should have known, I guess for me there's just no hope.
I'm not scared of losing him because, let's be honest here, I never had him to begin with. I'm just scared of living the rest of my life knowing I didn't tell him how I felt, wondering if he felt the same way. Rejection says I tried, regret leaves me with nothing but 'what if's' for the rest of my life.
It's just... you never really know whats going on inside somebody- do you? you think if you care about them- you know. but you never really do.
I can see, it's no mystery. It's so clear to me: what we had is all history.
I saw you today and realized how far apart we've grown. I know I should talk to you and ask you how you've been doing , and I really wish that i could , but it's just occurred to me that we're strangers now . You don't know me anymore, much less want to. It's okay that you've moved on . I know that everything is different now, I've been staying strong.
Tell me you're not okay And you needed me all along.
If you call my name out loud
Do you suppose that I would come running
Do you suppose I'd come at all?
I suppose I would.
And I'm, sharing a drink with a memory, and a laugh with an empty seat. Do you still look the same? Will you still look at me the same? And I'd rather be fighting with you than sleeping here next to her.
And if you and I never become an us I want to be your biggest regret.
The time that is passing between us, the memories that are leaving us, the feelings that we once had for each other seems to be fading oh so fast, I wish it would slow down.
I can't figure out what's worse. Remembering the memories, or trying to and realizing that they're so far away and not being able to remember them.
Piece by piece and bit by bit.
I'll break this down for you real slow.
But I can't whisper all of this.
And I can't seem to let this go.
I always thought if he could just get it together, grow up - maybe we could do it. Maybe we could really be a family, in the stupid, traditional 'Dan Quayle, golden retriever, grow old together, wear matching jogging suits' kind of way. And then he did get it together - he became that guy. . . and he gets to be that guy with her.
And the truth is, I need you more than I've ever needed anyone.
Lets cause a scene and yell at each other and forget that we were once in love.
We're moving forward but holding ourselves back.
I hate this feeling. The whole I need you to breathe feeling. . . it's so overrated.
I had gone so far out on a limb with my feelings but I didn't realize I was standing out there alone.
If I say who I know it just goes to show
You need me less than I need you
Take it from me we don't give sympathy
You can trust me trust nobody
But I said you and me we don't have honesty
The things we don't want to speak
I'll try to get out but I never will
I'm punch-drunk and lovesick, My head weighs down with the memory of you, and Baby I can't take this anymore.
I thought I knew what love was
What did I know?
Those days are gone forever
I should just let them go.
Right Now You're The Only Reason I Cant Sleep Through The Night.
But love isn't something that can be turned on and off, and believe me I wish it could, because love is the last emotion that I want to feel for you right now.
So just because i finally got over you, doesn't mean there aren't days it all comes rushing back.
She was sad; But it was a hopeful kind of sad. The kind of sad that just takes time.
I can't see how
The way that you leave me alone makes us close
I must be out of touch
I won't ask you
To give up on the things that seem to keep you gone
But I can be gone too.
Someday being with him will be a distant memory. This fact makes me sad too. It's like when someone dies, the initial stages of grief seem to be the worst. But in some ways, it's sadder as time goes by and you consider how much they've missed in your life.
And I lied to myself, and said it was for the best.
Maybe it's for the best that we're not together, But somehow, it doesn't feel that way.
My heart was racing like a sprinter that tripped and fell.
Yes, I was infatuated with you;
i am still
no one has ever heightened such a keen capacity of physical sensation in me
I cut you out because I couldn't stand being a passing fancy
before I give my body,
I must give my thoughts,
my mind, my dreams
and you weren't having any of those
He does something to me, that boy. Every time.
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