Trying to forget someone you love is like trying to remember someone you never knew.

When you told me you loved me did you know it would take me the rest of my life to get over the feeling of knowing a dream didn’t turn out right

I didn’t ask for it to be over, but then again, I never asked for it to begin. For that is the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets. Everything changes eventually, that’s just the way life is and you have no control over it.. Like, suddenly, people who you think are always going to be there.. They disappear.. You know, people die and they move away.. And they grow up.

You’re probably right…I’m sure I don’t have any idea what you’re going through, how hard is it to let someone go, how painful it must be to know that as right as you two are for each other… doesn’t mean you’re right for each other now. I wouldn’t know a thing about that. About how it makes you want to scream, or hit someone…or cry!

I’ve been trying to do right when I feel like I’m doing wrong by listening to everyone around me and not myself

As long as I still feel something, it’s not over, and believe me, some time’s I wish it was, but it’s not. I can feel it

Promise me…that’s all I want. Just a promise that you will never forget me. Tell me I changed you somehow. Let me know that I had an impact on your life. Promise me that you will always remember me. Losing you was hard enough, but I don’t want to go on knowing I meant absolutely nothing to you

Even if this broke my heart I wouldn’t have the right to say so

I’m mad at myself, not you. I’m mad for always being nice, always apologizing for things I didn’t do, for getting attached, for making you my life, depending on you, wasting my time on you, thinking about you, following you, changing for you, forgiving you, wishing for you, dreaming of you, and most of all…for not hating you which I know I should. But I can’t.

You asked me what was wrong and I said “nothing…”
then you turned around and walked away and as the
tears came down.. I whispered “everything.”

Every time I’m supposed to come see him I trick myself into thinking that it’s gonna be different this time. But it never is. It’s always just different shades of the same

I wasn’t fighting with you, I was fighting with myself, because part of me wanted to send you running away and part of me just wanted to hold you tight

Granted at first it was really hard for me to accept.. You had moved on and you let go. So, I, in turn… let go of you

You want him. You want him like I want you. You love him like I love you. Only the difference is he loves you back the same way

For the longest time I was just trying to find someone to love as much as I loved you, but now I realize that’s never going to happen

It seems a little sad that I was the girl whose only purpose was to help you find out who you’re really in love with.

Have faith that things will work out for the best, that whatever sent us off in different directions is the very same thing that will bring us back together.

In time, the hurt begin to fade and it was easier to just let go. At least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you. I’d write you a letter. But I never sent them for fear of what I might find. By then, you’d gone on with your life and I didn’t want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer. I didn’t want to ever lose that.-The Notebook

Just because I don’t fit in that place you want me to doesn’t mean I don’t have a place at all

Hearts will not be practical until they are made unbreakable