second day of spring break, its not even 9 i should be sleeeeeping! ughh, anyways an update since im up. one.I made the mistake of choosing not to be with you, & now i have to live with the fact that you moved on, and that I broke my own heart.
two. Always remember that the pain of holding on is greater than the pain of letting go.
three.A lie can travel halfway around the world, while the truth is still putting on its shoes.
four.When I'm with him, one thing's for sure. The rest of the things around me just blurs. ©UTEQTS
five.How many times am I going to let him apologize before I realize that he isn't worth it?
six.And even Shakespeare couldn't describe how she felt every time their eyes met. seven.After all this time, you'd think I wouldn't feel the same, but time doesn't stand for anything because my feelings for you haven't changed one bit. eight.Some people never get over their first loves. Instead, they spend their whole lives trying to recapture the thrill. nine.Sometimes I still can't believe that you were mine, even for a little while. ten.Go ahead & break my heart; It’s useless without you anyway.
eleven.Like a scratched CD, her heart skipped a beat. twelve. Sometimes just holding hands is holding on to everything.
thirteen.When you care about someone, you give them the chance to hurt you.
fourteen.She is no longer a person in his life; instead, she is a person that other people will remind him of.
fifteen.Something in me surged again, and I should've told him to go to hell, but I didn't want to give him anything. Not one single hint that he could still make me feel things. Even hate.
sixteen.It still amazes me that I lie here in the dark, wishing you were next to me, with your head against my heart. If you ask me how I'm doing, I'll say just fine. If you could read my mind, you'd see that not a day goes by without my thinking of you. seventeen.Everyone says love hurts, when actually, love doesn't hurt; love didn't leave you for some other girl. Love didn't cheat on you, nor did it break your heart. So stop blaming love for once and starting blaming the asshole who treated you like shit and gave you up. eighteen.Whoever said it was impossible to miss something you never had obviously never almost had you.
nineteen.I still remember when thirty was old. My biggest fear was September, when he had to go. A few cards and letters, one long distance phone call, and we drifted away like leaves in the fall. Still, year after year I come back to this place, just to remember the taste of strawberry wine and seventeen. <333 twenty.I see something in you, something nobody else sees. I see yellow and blue, the sunshine and the sea. When I think of love, I think of you.
twenty one. Think about the plans we made, driving around while the radio played. They may have gotten delayed, but they're waiting for you. Think about the look in my eyes, saying I love you the very first time. Focused, not blind, and you said it too. I still believe in you.
twenty two. You never get used to it, the idea of someone being gone. Just when you think it's been accepted, someone points it out to you and it just hits you all over again. twenty three.You have no idea what it's like to be an hour away from the only thing that makes you want to wake up in the morning.<33 ^thats gonna be me at the end of the summer... twenty four.she pressed a hand to her heart. it was beating fast and wasn't it wonderful? this was what it was like to be in love, to be wanted. she held the feeling close, closing her eyes, savoring it. twenty five.love isn't just about a perfect fit or perfect timing or the perfect way to say i love you. it's about making the times that seem completely imperfect, absolutely amazing. even when it's hard to smile, even when it hurts, some how it all becomes bearable just because you have each other. that, my friends is love.
twenty six.just so you know, you made my day when you memorized my favorite song and sang it to me when i was feeling down. twenty seven.the sweetest moment was when he put his hands on my face and said, "god, i could just kiss you forever." twenty eight.your hands linked with mine. your lips upon mine. your arms around me. our hearts beating together. i think that we're meant to be. twenty nine.when you smiled, you had my undivided attention. when you laughed, you had me laugh with you. when you cried, you had my urge to hold you. when you said that you loved me, you had my heart forever.
thirty.you have something so many guys don't. you have a girl who is standing in front of you telling you that wherever she goes, you're always on her mind. and in her heart, she finds that without you, she just wouldn't be nearly as happy. and that life just wouldn't compare to how it is now. not many guys have that. thirty one.and in the end, love has nothing to do with how big your engagement ring is, or how many roses you get on valentine's day or even how many times he says i love you in a day. all it really comes down to is that he listens to you about your dream wedding and he buys you roses "just because" and even if he only does say it a few times, when he says i love you that you can tell in his eyes that he means forever. thirty two.the best feeling is listening to his heartbeat and knowing that it's beating for you. thirty three.there is nowhere else i could imagine wanting to be besides here in this car, with this boy, on this road, listening to this song. if he breaks my heart, no matter what the hell he puts me through, i can say it was worth it, just because of right now. out the window is a blur, and maybe if we drive fast enough, the universe will lose track of us and forget to stick us somewhere else.
thirty four.in a relationship, i only want three things: eyes that won't cry, lips that won't lie and a love that won't die.
thirty five.i think that if two people are meant to be together, when they see each other they get this incredible feeling like no other. a special feeling that is indescribable and they know they want and are supposed to spend the rest of their life with that person and you just know. that's love. that's true love. thirty six.his smile is beautiful, his laugh is contagious. when she looks at him, his smile warms her heart and his laugh heats her soul.
thirty seven.i want the kind of love where you are with him all the time. where you have pillow fights, or throw balloons at each other. when he'll give me ice cream and then shove it in my face. where he wants to know exactly what was said everytime i talk to another boy, because he "just wants to make sure nothing's going on" where he'll walk beside me. but mainly, just where he'll love me.
thirty eight. i'm just a small town girl looking for a small town boy to spend friday nights with in the wal-mart parking lot. who will drink coca cola from a mcdonald's cup with me and watch fireflies on the front porch late at night. who will love me with cut off jeans and a baseball cap.
thirty nine.i'm not going anywhere even if you tell me you don't want me anymore, because when you're going to let go, i'm going to keep holding on until you realize that you're the best thing that has ever happened to me and i'm never going to let anything this amazing out of my sight. fourty.she doesn't have to bother with the make up anymore, she doesn't care how messy her hair looks. she doesn't feel the need to wear the highest heels that make her feet ache and scream, she doesn't always criticize her body. she doesn't need the materialism, she doesn't care about the backstabbing bitches and high school drama. she only cares about him, the one boy who makes everyday worth living. the one boy who can make her feel beautiful with one smile. the one boy who has her heart. the one boy she will never let go. [anotherfairytale] fourty one.that girl has never stopped smiling since day one, and he's the reason for it. her friends never thought she could be this happy, not after what all those other idiots put her through. but they see the way those two look at each other, they see how happy he makes her. and for the first time in her life, that girl doesn't have to work so hard to smile and she doesn't have to fake it. he makes it so easy. [anotherfairytale] fourty two.come after me when i run away. call me back when i hang up on you. tell me i'm perfect when i'm mad at myself. and please don't let me slip away when i leave. fourty three.i never thought three little words would be enough to explain just how i felt about somebody. in fact, i never thought it was possible for me to feel the way i do. it's so hard to explain in words, but i can sure as hell try. he makes me feel like the most important, most beautiful girl on planet earth. he makes me so incredibly happy to the point where i just can't stop smiling. he makes it practically impossible for me to cry, and when i'm in his arms- nothing bad can touch me and i feel so safe. now i know three little words, small as they are, sum up how i feel about him perfectly. i love him. more than anything and more than i ever thought i could. [anotherfairytale] fourty four.no, he doesn't always make me happy. there are times when i really just want to punch him in the face, get up and walk away because it seems so much easier. but that's not what true love is about. it's about learning to forgive him for his mistakes, not holding grudges and bringing up the past. it's about learning to love and admire him even more for all the small imperfections, because not one person on this earth is perfect. it's about discovering something new about each other everyday, and falling in love all over again every time you look into his eyes. it's about understanding and working through problems, not just giving up when something goes wrong. true love wasn't meant to be easy, but it's definitely worth it. [anotherfairytale]
fourty five.he knew that he'd never have to say to me that he was sorry. his hand against my face, wiping away the tears, said it all. fourty six.every moment hasn't been perfect, but still- when it's perfect, it feels like we're the only two people who have something real. fourty seven.see- that's the problem with us. we're too much alike. we're both stubborn asses and always want to get our own way. we both hate to be wrong and love to be right, but that's the thing about love; no matter what happens, we always come back for each other one more time. fourty eight.je t'aime pour toujours: i'll love you forever.
fourty nine. i worry where you are because i care about you. i laugh at the stupid little arguments we get into. and yeah it's true, i do get jealous when other girls look at you- but that's just because i never wanna lose you.
fifty. the minute he asked me if i could be happy with him, i knew i'd never find anyone better, anyone who would love me more. fifty one. he's the only one for me. no matter how many miles away from me he is, he'll always be there for me. he has it all and i don't want anybody else, because there is nobody better than him and nobody can make me feel the way he does. fifty two.when i'm with him, i'm home. i have a place to be and i'm the person i want to be. i remember pretty much everything about us, those memories are faded now- but i will never forget them. fifty three.je t'aime, ti amo, te quiero, ik hou van jou, i love you. it doesn't matter how you say it. it matters how much you mean it. fifty four.nothing in the world would mean a single thing unless you're here with me and i've shared it with you.
fifty five.no matter what, you always make me smile and laugh. don't ever think you are anything less than perfect, because you are so much more than that. fifty six.i don't care what they say, as long as i'm your girl. fifty seven.i'm not the kind of girl who falls in love easily. at least, not until he came along and changed everything.
fifty eight.i'm not the prettiest and i'm always told my best friends are hotter. i'm not the smartest and the nerd always gets a grade higher. but somehow, even when i've been put down so bad, you wrap me in your arms and make me perfectly okay.
fifty nine.i love how i can hug you and get the feeling of never wanting to let go. i love how you make me smile when i'm in the worst mood. i love how you're always there for me when i need someone to talk to and i love how you and me are just perfect.
sixty.girl: if something happened to me and i ended up in hospital for one week, how many times would you visit me? boy: just once. girl: oh... well, okay. boy: because i'd never leave you. ^^^ awe!!!!!!!!!!!!!! sixty one.the other boys just won't do, because boy, all i want is you. you light up my eyes, you're the star in my sky, we're the perfect two and i know it's true. because when i think of love? i think of you.
sixty two.love. what an amazing four letter word. but maybe love isn't like oh my god just look at him! maybe it's not when you're nervous and you can't speak and you start sweating and whatever you say or do seems awkward. maybe love is just being so comfortable with that person because even though your minds may not know it, your heart are having this conversation of their own and they know you're meant to be together.
sixty three.i knew you were something special right from the start. i knew by the way you suddenly stole my heart. everything i say is completely true, i want to spend forever and a liftetime with you.
sixty four.let's sneak out on a friday night and lay beneath the stars. just me and you together forever. sixty five.you can come over, we can watch a scary movie, fall asleep together on my couch- because you are my everything, and all that i am is yours sixty six.he's the type of guy who makes fun of me, and when i go to walk away, he pulls me back into his arms and says, "you know i love you baby."
sixty seven.and even though we've been together for a while, i'm still amazed that you're mine. i look at you and think to myself, wow that's my boyfriend- lookat him! he's so cute, so great, so perfect. i love him so much. when you're near me, i still get butterflies in my stomach and when you touch me, i get the biggest smile on my face. i'm so in love with you, and that love is never going to die.
sixty eight.we walked to the shore and dipped our feet in the frigid water. we were feezing, but we just wanted to be together. you held my hand and asked if everything was okay. i kissed your cheek and said, "baby, of course it is. everything's okay when i'm with you." sixty nine.i want to get to a point where no matter what happens, no matter how long we go without being together, no matter how many fights we get into, that all we need is a kiss- and suddenly we remember why we love each other. seventy.i swear, you're the best thing that ever happened to me. not many boys have the ability to take my breath away, but you, you don't even have to try.
seventy one.love is when twelve people are calling your name and the only voice you really hear is his. seventy two.we argue, we say things we don't mean. we're always fighting over the smallest things, but i still love you and you still love me.
seventy three.the world is gonna throw us a million reasons why it's not going to work out between us, but i'm armed with only one reason why it will- i love you.
seventy four.they were cold and she held onto him tightly, but not as tightly as she wanted to. he laughed and whispered in her ear, "you want to be holding me tighter, don't you? just do it." she did as he said and then told him, "but that just means i'll have to let go sooner." he shook his head and replied, "i won't make you go." that was what she had always dreamed of. being alone with him, not having to prove herself to anyone but him, and knowing that he would always accept her for who she was. seventy five.how would you know if he really loves you? it's when you scream, he's calm. when you slap him, he kisses you. when you cry, he hugs you. when you tell him you hate him, he tells you he loves you. seventy six.when i look at you, i see a lot of things- my best friend, my boyfriend, my secret holder, my tear stopper and my future.
seventy seven.everyday i see you, i fall in love with you all over again. you are my best friend, my world, my everything. you are the greatest boyfriend anyone could ever ask for, and i hope i can call you mine forever.
seventy eight.i'll go to sleep in your shirt, listen to only your voice, dreaming of only your face. and still want want more of you in the morning.
seventy nine.every girl dreams of being with a guy who calls her at three o'clock in the morning just to say, "hey babe, i just want to tell you i love you." eighty.you say girls are confusing? nice try. girls are the easiest to understand. we want love. we want trust. we want everything most guys lack. we want someone to change for us. we want them to accept the fact that sometimes we forget to shave. we want someone who doesn't put drugs or alcohol before us. we want back rubs. we want you to give us flowers. we want you to hold our hand. we want you to be able to have sex with us for the beauty, not just because you want it. we all just want our own prince charming. eighty one.hold my hand, brush my hair off my face, whisper in my ear, hug me when i'm cold, offer me your jacket. i don't care how you do it- please just show me that you care.
eighty two.she fell asleep with a smile on her face for the sixth night in a row. ten bucks says she was talking to that boy again. [beastly_quotesx3] eighty three.i can't explain the feeling i get when you look at me with those gorgeous eyes, or the feeling of going to sleep at night knowing someone loves me with all their heart. i'll never be able to explain the feeling i get when you tell me you love me or when you make me laugh. i'll never ever in a million years be able to explain how i felt when you kissed me and told me you never want to live without me. [beastly_quotesx3] eighty four.he misses you? good. he should. you're sexy, pretty, fun, outgoing and fun to be around. guys that haven't met you yet, miss you. but don't get back together with him, because somewhere out there, there is a guy searching really hard for you. he's the one who deserves someone as amazing as you, let him have you and no the asshole that left you.
eighty five.she thinks about you non stop and you're all she talks about. when she talks to you, she always has a goofy smile on her face and she truly looks happy. with one hung, you make her melt and you always leave her with butterflies. but at the same time, when she's upset it's usually because of you, but she refuses to see any bad in you. and no matter how many people try and tell her different, she believes you're perfect for her and worth every second of the wait. but she's too scared to tell you any of this because she doesn't want to screw anything up. but most of all, she doesn't want to end up hurt eighty six.i want a notebook romance, a love like cory and topanga, a story like a walk to remember- and i want it all to be with you.
eighty seven.you consume me. you are the reason for my smile and the reason why i am so happy. the reason why i keep going and the reason why i now know what it is to be in love. eighty eight.every girl needs a man. you know, the kind who will treat you right. the kind that has enough respect for you and is willing to change just to be with you. the kind who searches for you with all his heart and who can be trusted in a room full of beautiful girls. every girl needs a man who won't cheat on her because he knows she's got all that he wants and needs already. he would be willing to be your friend and your lover and won't mind calling you early in the morning just to say good morning or late at night to say good night, maybe even sing you a good morning song and tell you a bedtime story or talk to you until you fall asleep. this guy will be the kind who will do anything for you, even if it's to just go to the store just to buy you your favorite kind of ice cream. he would defend and fight for you and wouldn't bail on you for his friends when you need him most. the kind who won't leave you lonely and wondering, the one who calls you even if he's out with his friends, just to tell you he loves you and misses you. the kind who isn't afraid to smile to his friends every time you're around and tell them, "she's the one." the kind who appreciates you for the things you do for him, even if they're little. the ones who actually thank you for the little love notes you leave him, waits for you when you're falling behind, and opens doors for you. every girl needs a man who will take you out on dates once in a while and buy you flowers just because it's a wednesday. the kind of guy who notices your hair when you just got it cut or done beautifully for him. he would remind you that he loves you and that he's happy with you, just in case you forget. the kind who doesn't want hugs and kisses, but to actually love and be loved. you deserve a guy who will call you beautiful instead of hot, who kisses your forehead when you're down, tells you to be strong and to not cry- but when you do cry, he'll cry with you when times are hard. the kind who will go through thick and thin with and for you. the kind who just loves you for who you are.
eighty nine.because we argue. it's what we do. you tell me when i'm being a bitch, and i tell you when you're acting like an ass. but it's okay, because i need you and i want you- all of you. and no argument will ever change that.
ninety. i find that in your arms, i feel safe. i feel that in your mind, i feel wanted. i find that in your eyes, i feel me. i find that in your heart, i feel love.
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