i wonder if thoughts of me ever occupy your mind. do they distract you from what you're doing? do they make you reminisce? when our song...

we say we’ll stay friends, but you’ll never be my friend. we say we’ll stay in each others lives. but we aren't supposed to stay like...

we don't have to be strangers, just cause we aren't soulmates. we don't have to hate each other, just cause we had to stop loving each...

why do we have to say goodbye? why can’t we just stay - like this forever.. in our bubble, in this fantasy. why do we have to go our...

i am too young to have felt this, too naive to have known a love like this. which is why i was too childish for you to stay, too immature...

no contact is the worst, i just want to text you - - tell you i miss you - tell you i'm here but then i remember // you know i'm here -...

i cant help but imagine, what our love would look like. in an alternate dimension. in a world similar to ours, but not quite the same....

i wish you could hold me as i cry. tell me that it'll all be ok. but that isn't possible. because if i were with you, i wouldn't be crying.

sometimes i find myself thinking, does he think of me? i wonder, do i occupy your dreams? do certain things remind you of me? or have you...

wherever i go, i look for you. i search every crowd, and hope to meet your eyes. i don’t know whats more upsetting, the fact that i keep...

they could put me on a stand. put my hand on a bible. make me swear to tell the truth. and when they ask me if i still love you, i’ll say...

i'm my harshest critic. i abuse myself more than anyone else does. i love others easily, so why can't i love myself? i don't deserve all...

i forgive you. i know you were young. young people make stupid mistakes, i don't blame you for them. but i do wish you hadn’t made them...

you changed me. you made me the perfect version of myself. /for you// i became nothing more than yours. my identity was all in being what...

“she's too much to handle” “she's just a lot” i didn't realize loving me was such a chore, that i came with to much baggage for your...

i didn't think i was asking for much, i just wanted to feel wanted. i wanted you to love me, but i didn't want to beg you for it.

the thought of you makes me sick, i get nauseous from going back and forth. one minute i cant stand you, the other i'm in love with you....

do you miss me? or is she enough? does the thought of me keep you up at night? or do you sleep peacefully in her arms? do you wish you...

at what age in a man's life does he decide respecting women is optional? when did we start handing out trophies to the men who don't know...

relaxed. renewed. refreshed. pretty words... easy to say, harder to feel. stressed. sad. stuck. prerequisites... eliminated through hard...