Wednesday, November 12, 2008

memories are the best souveniers

A rose without thorns is like love without heartbreak;
it doesn't make sense.

How can I lose something that I never had?

They say, 'Time heals all wounds.'
If that is true, then I guess mine go deeper than pain.
There are no words to choose over losing you.
I guess I found out too late,
and now all I feel is heartbreak
that only hurts when I breathe.

And maybe this will end tomorrow
or 2 weeks or 4 months or maybe even 2 years
from now but no matter when it ends
I'll never regret any of it

Sadness flies away on the wings of time.

Someone can walk into your life
and it is not until after they walk out
that you realize that they were even there

Love can tear you apart...
it can kill you. But if you’re lucky,
it can put you back together.

I hate you...and then I love you...
it's like I want to throw you off a cliff....
then rush to the bottom to catch you.

It hurts the most when you can
actually feel your heart breaking.

You love to hate the one who loves the one you hate to love.

The ones that you love the most are
usually the ones that hurt you the most.

A hundred hearts would be too few
To carry all my love for you.

The most important things are the hardest to say,
because words diminish them.

True love never dies as we see in our eyes,
only when we let go that we can truly say goodbye.


Memories are the best souvenirs.

Giving up on Love isn't Moving On Its Giving up Your Happiness

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