I could die just staring in your eyes, I just wanna feel your heartbeat.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
It's an interesting feeling, really, to scroll through all the numbers in your phone, and realize that there is no one who will understand.
You never know when you wake up, if all will be the same, or if you'll be back in your dark place, again to feel the pain.
I called because I wanted you to know that despite everything that' happened and all the miles between us right now, I still think about the way it was in the beginning.
Just to hold you, I ache for it, just to out my lips to the valley of your neck and slide down your body. I don't like being apart from you, not hearing your voice, not having you close.
I am not what I ought to be, not what I want to be, but I am thankful that I am better than I used to be...
You're perfect because everything you do makes me smile, because every second I spend with you is worthwhile, because when you laugh at me I laugh too, because everyone else can see that I'm devoted to you, because I love your eyes and the way they shine, because you don't tell lies and you're so cute when you whine, because when you get mad you can't hide it, because even when you're sad I can find it, because the way you hold me sends shivers up my spine, because your spirit's so free and you're so damn fine, because I never stop thinking of you; it's just not fair, because you're just perfect and no one else can compare.
I can't stop crying... I don't understand, and it's not the loud, screaming crying... it's just the tears continuously roll down my face, and I can't do anything to stop them.
Sometimes I hope we're still friends when I get married. I hope that I'll invite you to the wedding and you'll come. Then you'll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You'll see me with a guy that treats me right and loves me more than himself. You'll see all that you could've had and you'll regret letting me go. But the thing that I want you to see the most is that I survived without you.
Sometimes I wonder if love is worth fighting for, but then I remember your face and I'm ready for war.
I always knew that the perfect guy was out there. I've known since I was a kid and Barbie married Ken. Ken might pretend to like Barbie's best friend to make Barbie jealous, and Barbie might move to Portugal just to see if Ken would follow her, but in the end, they were always together and everything was forgiven. The thing is, the game always ended after Barbie and Ken got together, so I never really knew what would happen once I met the guy I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. I figured I'd want the rest of my life to start right away, but I also kind of thought it would be like living in one of those invisible boxes mimes always pretend to be trapped in. People can see you and know some kind of force field surrounds you, but they can't tap into it or break it. Our love would be our mime box.-Jdot