Its hard to be attached to be somebody like your used to all the routines he does to you every single day as if you’ll not live without it then suddenly it will be stopped without apparent reasons. The worst part of it is that you can’t blame him because in the first place, you’re not even lovers.
Whenever everything falls into place, feels just how it should and it's all up to my expectations, there always feels like there's something missing. But I can never put my finger to it. I've got a lot of wonderful things in my life, yet, it just feels so incomplete. And then I realize that it's you, you're not with me.
For every girl with a broken heart, there’s always a boy with a scotch tape. Adhesive is nice but time will come when the paste would wear off and the roll of tape would be empty. Then the broken pieces of her heart would start falling again. What she really needs is a man who would lovingly take the time to gather the fragments, put them in a pot to melt and reshape it with his heart as the mold so it won’t fall into pieces again.
There’s a light in your eyes, but its too bright to see, the pain in my heart where you used to be. I guess I was wrong to believe you were waiting for me, coz there’s a light in your eyes but not for me.
It seems like the simplest concept. just push them all away and you’ll never get hurt. however, the simplest isn’t always the most effective. someday, somebody’s gonna find their way in and then, they’re gonna leave you on your knees.
When I’m hurt, I flirt a little. go out on a date. I learn to hate, take time to mingle with people. I drink, and party all night. cry before I get myself to sleep. I goof around my peeps, scream out loud or dance wild. you know why? because when I’m hurt I don’t owe anybody any explanation and how I choose to repair what that person broke. I’m gonna live my life as I wish until I’m whole again.
I cared, I got hurt. I took risks, I failed. I sacrificed, I lost. I hoped, I gained nothing. Yet, I kept loving till every piece of me was broken. Why does love give me bitterness, when in fact I gave my best? It is when I realized, love is just as deep and pure as it can be that no one could ever unlock the mystery.
If you look inside a girl’s heart and see how much she cries. You’ll find secrets. Promises and lies. But what you’ll see most is how hard she tries to stay strong. When nothing is right and everything’s wrong.
I can say, “I’m over him” a million times and more. I can stand to laugh as if there’s no tomorrow. I can perfectly curse his name. But once he’s around, I don’t know and I can’t explain. Why my heart beats so fast that I could hardly gasp, making me want to fall into his arms once again. After everything that he put me through. He still owns the biggest part of me and the sad part is that, I can do nothing about it.