It's interesting the way things work out sometimes. The people you don't like suddenly become your friends, and your friends become strangers. Sometimes you have
to learn to let go and allow these changes to happen. Who knows, you might become the person you never thought you could.

And maybe a happy ending doesn't include a guy, maybe it's you, on your own, picking up the pieces and starting over, freeing yourself up for something better in the future. Maybe the happy ending is just moving on. Or maybe the happy ending is this: knowing after all the unreturned phone calls, broken hearts, through the blunders and misread signals, through all the pain and embarrassment, you never gave up hope.

sometimes there is nothing to be said. sometimes nothing should be said. i just want to find someone who won't run away. someone to look me in the eyes & tell me it's okay that things don't always go right. that this is how life works, & how it will always work. that it's not going to be easy. today, tomorrow, the next day, but it will somehow get better.

Listen bud, she's over you. She may have learned the hard way, but at least she's learned. She's not tangled in those strings anymore. You no longer control her emotions. She's free, and we'd all like to thank you for that.

and even if we never talk again, please remember that i'm forever changed by who you are and what you meant to me.

And at this point, I'd just settle for friendship. Or maybe a single hello, one of the ten times we pass each other during the day. It's like you don't know me.

I’ve learned this past year. I’ve changed, I’ve grown and maybe things do happen for a reason. Maybe they don’t. But no matter what, they still happen. That’s what we need to remember. I learned to stop analyzing things, to just let them happen. And if I get hurt, or if something bad happens, there’s nothing I can do to change that. I’ve learned to go with my gut, and that it’s okay to make mistakes because the ones that matter won’t care. I’ve learned that love really is as great as they say it is. I’ve learned that your friends can save you from your worst enemy: yourself. And most importantly, I’ve learned that today is all we have.

I am made of one hundred percent flaws, and I can promise there is not one ounce of perfection in me. But, good intentions hold me together, and I hope that counts for something.

It's taken me awhile, but i'm learning that letting go of the past is a good thing. It doesn't mean forgetting, it just means moving on and you can't enjoy the present when you're stuck in the past

Truth is, sometimes you scare the shit out of me. You make me feel as if I'm not alone. Yet, I know any minute you have the ability to rip that feeling from me. Truth is, I love you, and that in itself, is scary enough.

You know those nights where you just stay up all night? Doing whatever it takes to not fall asleep on someone, because you just want to keep on talking to them. Even if it gets real late, you don’t even mind it one bit. ‘Cause you think to yourself, it’s all worth it.

I’m the kind of girl who is quiet in large groups or around people I don’t know; you only see the real me if we’re close. I smile and laugh a lot, especially at the most inappropriate times. I’m a hopeless romantic. I trip over air, up stairs, and over people’s feet. I am the hardest person to offend, but it is all too easy to make me feel horrible. I hate telling people about my problems; they don’t need to worry about me. I’m the one who listens to other people’s problems. I believe people should not be judged before one takes the time to get to know them, yet I am guilty of doing that exact thing. I love to think rather than talk. I’m awkward, clumsy, shy, strange… but this is me. Take it or leave it.

In summer life is different. Time doesn't move hour to hour; but from mood to moment.
We live by the currents, plan by the tides, and follow the sun.

I only have two words for you: I'm done. After everything I've done for you, every chance that I gave you, and yet you still break my heart. But it's over now. Finally, I've realized that I don't deserve this and honestly, you don't deserve me. Yeah, I still love you and I probably will for a long time, but I can't stay here anymore. It hurts too much. I guess this is moving on.