I want a new life and I want it with you.

How many times do you need to get hurt for you to know it's time to let go? 

I never changed my mind about you.

 I tried to, but it just wouldn't ever work. 

There's something about you, but I can't put my finger on it. 

And something inside me just won't let you go. 

I didn't choose you. I just took one look at you, and then there was just no turning back.

I miss the days when you loved me.

I still think about those pointless, cute moments that made me love you.

A picture is worth a thousand words.

I fucking miss you, asshole.

You're my

could've been and should've been.

But never was and never will be.

It still hurts to see that you're doing complete okay, without me.

No matter how much I don't want to believe it, 

maybe we just aren't meant to be.

The more boys I meet, the more I realize that it's only him I want to be with.