|  everyonce and a while i see you look at me like you used to.
 And at some point I'll call you and tell you I miss you And you are the point of my days And my face will get flushed and my throat will choke up When you tell me that you feel the same
 I forgot; you're the guy who loves to rip the rug out from under me just when I feel like we're given some sort of stable ground. + One Tree Hill
 Don't ignore me; don't act like we're strangers. I know you love her now & you know I hate her, but don't pretend the love we had wasn't real. That hurts; that wasn't part of the deal. We're not together anymore, but we are in my heart. When you look at me like everyone else, it completely tears me apart.
 I still wish you would call. Not to go do anything, just to talk. I miss hearing your voice every night. I guess I just miss you making me smile.
 Do you remember that night when I told you exactly how I felt? Remember how I said that Id be lost without you and never find myself? Well, now you're gone and Im still looking for the missing parts of me.
 if we never talk again i just want you to know that the days i spent with you were the best days of my life
  i knew at first glance that you were gonna be hard to forget*
 I should have known that we'd never get anywhere. You can't fall in love when you're falling apart
   I loved you, it's not that I fell out of love with you, because that would be impossible. I just couldn't handle the heartache anymore. It's not that I don't love you; it's that I can't.
 It hurts so bad to see you with her.
 Congratulations kid, you got to her.
 On the phone a year later, he asked her if she missed him. Her reply was, "I don't miss you, I miss the guy who called me every second he could... who sat home on Saturday nights thinking of me when we couldn't be together.. the guy who came to my house after every fight, the guy who told me I looked like a star, the guy who wasn't just the love of my life but my best friend. That's the guy I miss. How could I miss you? I don't even know you
 I hope you can't sleep and you dream about it. And when you dream, I hope you can't sleep and you scream about it. I hope your conscience eats at you and you can't breathe without me.
 You make me nervous ; I guess that makes you different from all the rest.
There comes a point where you miss someone so much that youcan hear their voice echo in your head, and you can hear the names that theyused to call you, the words they used to tell you. You memorized their laugh,their smile, and their silly ways. You can also feel their arms around you andyou don't want to let go even though you know it's just an illusion. Every timeyour phone rings, you smile because it's them that’s calling. Every time youhear their name, your heart beats 100 times faster and sometimes, you can'teven breathe. You knew that looking back on the tears would make you laugh, butyou never knew that looking back on the laughs would also make you cry. All youwant is to go back in time. Not to the time that you first met, but to the timethat you were known as nothing, but strangers. But no matter what,you're in denial. You hide your feeling so no one would know. You put on a fakesmile and don't let a single tear break through. You’re so used to hiding yourfeelings that you don't even realize the pain you're causing for yourself. Yourthoughts become invisible. It’s still there, but no one knows, like a loveletter you didn't show.
 It's hard to watch people change right in front of you. But the worst part is remembering who they used to be.
 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 fucked as you were the day you lied and said you never wanted to see him again.
 And I know you're not sorry, but I forgive you.
 I think I'd miss you even if we'd never met. So how am I supposed to deal with this?
 And when he sees her, he holds his breath and walks by without breathing. And when he walks by, he stares determinedly in the other direction, in order not to look at her because if he does, he'll stare forever.
"She glared at him, feeling the old frustration. Sometimes in his presence she felt the deepest connection to him, and other times she felt completely alone-as though any bond to him was her own bitter imagination."
I laugh everytime I start to think about him, we set that summer out in style. Well, he`s gone, but he left me with a smile - cause he was mine for a while –
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