Oh, don’t worry, you didn’t break me, no sweetie, you completely destroyed me.
Your heart isn’t plastic, and it isn’t a toy, but if you want it broken… give it to a boy.
Having the love of your life break up with you and say we can still be friends, is like your dog dying and your mom saying you can still keep it.
Why are you acting like there’s something between us when there really isn’t? Stop pretending that I have a thing for you and get over yourself. You’ll never have a chance with me ever.
If today, a smile should appear on your face, it’s because at this very minute, I am thinking of you and I am smiling too.
I’m a good enough person to forgive you, but not stupid enough to trust you.
The best way to get someone’s attention is to no longer want it.
And maybe after this, we’ll never see each other again. Maybe we will. Maybe I’ll meet up with you again in 10 years, maybe 20. Maybe you’ll still be single, or married. Maybe I’ll be as well. Maybe you’ll ask me if I want to go for coffee and maybe I will. Or maybe I won’t because it could bring back old feelings. But for now, I’m not gonna worry about the maybes or what ifs. I’m just going to continue living my life the best way I can.