my bf and i broke up b4 5 years. we both love each other but we alwayys fiight. i cry every niight thiinking about hi. i dnt knw wat to do
If I hadn’t met you, I wouldn’t like you. If I hadn’t liked you, I wouldn’t love you. If I wouldn’t love you, I wouldn’t miss you. But I did, I do and I will.
I can’t talk to you anymore, it’s not that I am mad at you, it’s just that when I talk to you I realize how much I love you and when I realize how much I love you, I realize I can’t have you and that makes me love you even more.
I’m not supposed to love you, I’m not supposed to care, I’m not supposed to live my life wishing you were there. I’m not supposed to wonder where you are or what you’re doing, but I can’t help it, cause I’m in love with you.
There’s this place in me where your finger tips still rest… your kisses still linger and your whispers softly echo… It’s the place where a part of you will forever be a part of me.
I wonder, when you look into my eyes and watch my heart shatter, does it break your heart too, even crack it a little bit?
The worst way to love someone is to sit next to them, knowing they don’t love you back.I was born the day I met you, lived a while when you loved me, died a little when we broke apart.
But Now Its Alright..Its Ok..Its OK..Its OK
Lina L.
