May it’s not about the happy ending. May be it’s about story…

I don’t understand the love at all…I guess its beauty is only at the beginning…

Did I change or did you just stop loving me…

I am not worthy of being in love…

I hate when I am lying in bed looking out my window for the moon and stars, but I can’t find the Moon…

I wonder if you know what you are doing to me…

Nothing’s worse, is to see them two together, knowing I will never have him again.

Sometimes, crying is the only way your eyes speak when your mouth can’t explain how broken your heart is.

Usually, people think that I’m a strong, happy person…but behind my smiles they just don’t know how much I’m in pain and almost broken…

Don’t trust too much, don’t love too much, and don’t care too much because that ‘too much’ will hurt you so much!

What do you do when the only one who can make you stop crying is the one who made you cry?

Some day you’ll cry for me Like I cried for you Some day you’ll miss me Like I miss you Some day you’ll need me Like I needed you Some day you’ll Love me… But I won’t Love you…

I’ve cried, and you’d think I’d be better for it, but the sadness just sleeps, and it stays in my spine the rest of my life.

Everyone has a best friend, mine is the rain because it hides the tears.

Depression on my left, Loneliness on my right. They don’t need to show me their badges. I know these guys very well

That smile, its fake. That laugh, it isn’t real. It’s only a wish, That sometime somewhere I will find some happiness

The saddest moment in life when, you treat your girl like a queen, and she treats you like a slave instead of a king

Over & over I tried and over & over I cried and I don’t know why.

Only a broken heart can understand another broken heart.

It’s hard to wait for something you know will never happen, but it’s harder to stop if you know it’s everything you’ve always wanted