If I could have just one wish, I would wish to wake up everyday
to be by your side, hugging you and the feel of your heart beating with mine...
Knowing that I could never find that feeling with anyone other than you.
Well, Time may take us apart, that's true, but I will always be there for you.
You're in my heart, you'll be in my dreams, no matter what.
But nothing hurts more than realizing you meant everything to me,
but I meant nothing to you..
I'm trying really hard not to cry over you because every tear is just one
more reminder that I don't know how to let you go. :(

People around me are always telling me to move on, to give up.
But why? They don't see you the way that I see you.
They don't look into your eyes and see the world.
They're not me, they're the one who had been v you. How would they und den?
I never stop loving you but I'm trying to live without you.
Every time I follow my heart... it leads me to you.
I mean... what other explanation is there. Why is it that u're all I can think about?
Why is it that no matter how upset I am, If I look at our pict, I can't help but smile?
Even tho I'm heart broken, why did I still feel those same feelings?
No matter what I know I can't make you love me
,want me,or understand me again. All I can do is hope that someday you will. (:

There is one pain I often feel which you will never know because
it is caused by the absence of you & also the part that hurts me the most,
is knowing that I once had you again and then lost you.
I can't escape the thought of you. Even in my dreams you are there.
It's not fair how your gone, and how you're moving on so fast,
while I am still living in the past. Why? Sigh.
I'm fighting with myself trying to get you out of my head
But I'm hanging on every word you said. You might call this madness
but I called it love. Sometimes I pray your face will soon face away
So I don't have to miss you anymore but I just can't make it.
I thought that by telling myself and everyone else that I hate you.
So that sooner or later I would come to believe it.
But I now realize that by lying, it makes me want you even more.

Should I smile because you are my friend, or cry because that's all you are?