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posted by Sasunaru120
tu never know what tu have until tu lose it, and once tu lose it, tu can never get it back.

My corazón was taken por you... broken por you... and now it is in pieces because of you.

amor is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in amor with tu and I don't know why.

A million words would not bring tu back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.

Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.

Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.

Sometime tu just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.

For a few minutos tu made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.

We are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.

People think it is holding on that makes tu stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.

I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.

I cried today... not because I miss you... o even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.

I wish he meant it when he kissed me cause then I could look back and see someone who loved me but I can only go back and see someone who used me.

tu always say tu hate to see me hurt, and tu hate to see me cry. So all those times that tu hurt me, did tu close your eyes?

Sad isn't it? How no matter what tu do o say to me... when tu come running back... when tu need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you, I'll take tu back... no preguntas asked. Sad isn't it?

So... from now on... when tu think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing tu ever had.

Why did I break up with him? Well ,it's like, once I sat down and looked at the situation, all the pieces lying on the floor, it just wasn't a puzzle anymore. None of the pieces fit together. And even if I tried really hard, the pieces, well they were two different puzzles. That's why I did it, he needs to understand that.

tu hurt me más then I deserve, how can tu be so cruel? I amor tu más then tu deserve, why am I such a fool?

tu asked me what was wrong, I smiled and dicho nothing, when tu turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.

tu wonder why I don't talk to tu anymore and please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell tu anymore.

I don't know which I would rather believe... that tu never did care o that tu eventually stopped.

Hold my hand, just one más time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't get over you.

I think its time I let tu go... and that is hard to do because part of me will be in amor with tu for the rest of my life.

While I was holding on all tu did was let go.

Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt tu that way.

I just wonder how many people never get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to have.

The hardest thing about growing up is that tu have to do what is right for tu even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.

All I'm asking for is one night together. Just tu and me. All alone. And if tu can honestly say tu don't feel anything for me after that night, I will finally let tu go.

Sometimes all tu need is a broken corazón to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.

Of course, you're going to get your corazón broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes tu stronger. Then tu can handle it better siguiente time. tu may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help tu through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one día someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your corazón again.

No one can promise they'll never hurt tu because at one time o another, it will happen. The real promise is if the time tu spend together will be worth the pain in the end.

The worst feeling in the world is knowing you've been used and lied to.

Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how tu feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need tu día and night. Angry because tu won't take my hand. Aggravated because tu don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll amor tu forever.

Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that tu loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.

Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my corazón starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me.

I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken corazón o being the person that breaks the hearts.

It's not that we aren't meant to be together, I think that we're just not ready for forever.

tu always have an out. An exit strategy to make sure tu don't get hurt. tu always walk always. tu walk away before they can walk away from you.

Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of tu and every song I heard somehow related to you. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I dont have.

There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have más to learn, más to experience and más loving to do in this lifetime.

Somehow I know we'll meet again, not quite sure where and not sure when, your in my corazón so until then good-bye.

Broken corazón again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. o tu will get burned.

This time it's over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!

I would like to thank you, for mostrando me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these things just tend to fall apart and I hope tu feel the same.

Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.

I know I'm not completely over him. He still crosses my mind several times a day, but with each one of those times, a feeling of contempt also passes through my heart. Maybe if this happens enough, my corazón will become completely hardened to him, and I'll get to the point where he doesn't affect me anymore.---Beth_Lynn_14

Walk inicial drowning these memories in the rain biting my lip to transfer this pain, your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, siguiente time around I'll build a stronger wall.

I'm afraid to give tu my all, I'm afraid to amor tu completely. What if behind your beautiful face and kind words tu are just bribing me. Maybe tu are just reeling me in until tu turn around and drop me. I'd fall so far and never be able to recover, I wish I could see the ending sometimes. I would know if I should hold on to tu and keep going o just let it all end before I get up too high.--- samrushing

I'm going to stay with tu because tu need a friend, but thats all I'm going to be. No más sex, no más hands in places they shouldn't be, no más giving tu my corazón so tu can stamp all over it.

I miss all the little things. Like him driving with his hand resting on my knee and the way we'd share a big gooey ice cream. But I especially miss the hot nights in those motel rooms when he was all around me, the taste, and the scent and the feel of him. And I'd fall asleep in his arms, with the sound of his heartbeat being the last thing I heard before going to sleep. I ache with longing.

tu and me are inevitable, you're all that makes me happy but if tu break my corazón again, I'll kill you.

amor hurts. I say that because I know. amor is... o was amazing. It's an incredible feeling to know what he's going to say. It's más incredible the way he has me on the edge of my asiento because he's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but he filled some void in me, and now, without him, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...

I've been laying here all night, listening to the rain. Talking to my corazón and trying to explain. Why sometimes I catch myself wondering what might have been. Yes I do think about you, every now and then.

I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.

In this weird twisted way, I know tu miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a girl that can put up with tu like I did; you'll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all there amor on someone like you, like I did.

I didn't ask for it to be over, but then again, I didn't ask for it to begin. For that's the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely por chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.

I wish I saved all the tears I cried for tu so I could fucking drown tu in them.

I tried to hold onto what we had, but tu didn't even make an effort. tu lied tu cheated and left me to cry all alone once again. And when I return looking más beautiful and confident than ever before all I want tu to realize is what tu had and what tu will never have again. --- birdie565

It's amazing after all we've been through the good times and the bad how we can walk past each other and pretend like it never happened give each other an awkward smile and mover on.

Perhaps I saw what I wanted to see in him and made him to be más than he was.

The tough thing about following tu corazón is that people forget to mention that sometimes the corazón takes tu to places tu shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your corazón cannot take tu to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when tu follow your heart, tu leave normal; tu go into the unknown and once tu do tu can never go back.

Am I mad at you? That's your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? Breaking my heart? o for all the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in tu only to be betrayed? How about the fact tu didn't even have the decency to tell me to my face? o the way tu think it's crazy that I'm crying over it cause to tu breaking up is no big deal. Am I mad at you?... no. más like crushed... did I ever really know you?

It's really painful to say goodbye to someone that tu don't want to let go but its even más painful to ask someone to stay if they never wanted to stay.

In amor tu find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in amor with idealists; clingers fall in amor with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. It it wasn't so serious we could laugh at it.

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.

A sad thing in life is when tu meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and tu just have to let go.

tu didn't intentionally break my heart, tu even dicho tu were sorry, but I cried anyway... I know the truth that you're to scared to admit, you're with her, but when tu look at me, tu can't even remember her name...

I'm so paranoid of getting hurt. I am always getting my corazón broken over and over. My corazón has so many scars and bruises all over it. I don't know how much just one corazón can
take really, and I don't really want to find out either.

amor is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on tu with a miniature machine gun.

After a while, tu learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.

Life doesn't hurt until tu have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you've lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.

Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, then I'll ask tu why we can't be friends. Let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who tu thought tu were, and then I'll ask if we can be friends.

I just want someone to come up to me and kiss me and tell me that they're in amor with me. I don't just want it though. I need it. I'm desperate for it.

It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. tu have this fear that every person tu start to fall for, is just going to break your corazón again.

If tu don't amor me at my worst then tu don't deserve me at my best.

Just let me ask tu something...if I happen to walk out of this room right now and never come back, and just forget everything and leave it all behind would tu be okay with that? Because I have 5 steps til I close this door and tu have 5 segundos to make up your mind...starting now...

Make me stay. Say something sweet and tender and untrue and make me stay.

The hardest thing about knowing tu don't amor me
is that tu spent so much time pretending that tu did.

Like being in amor there must be a corresponding painful side like losing in love, it's just a fact of life. --- Daria

If I asked him, would he even know the color of my eyes?

There's only one "reason" a man dumps you; he doesn't want you.

tu really know tu amor someone when all tu want is for them to be happy, even if that means that tu are not a part of it.

It's not my fault if I can't help looking at you. It's not my fault if I can't stop calling you. It's not my fault I do like you. My only mistake was to fall to much in amor with you.

Sometimes - no matter how long, o how much tu amor someone, they will never amor tu back and somehow tu have to learn to be okay with that.

If your gonna make me cry, at least be there to wipe away the tears.

I'm holding on to something that used to be there hoping it will come back, knowing it won't.

I want tu to know that tu will never find another girl that will put up with as much crap as I do and enjoy it. tu will never find another girl that will put up with tu and amor tu the way I do. Just so tu know.

There's always that one special person that no matter what they do to you, tu just cant let them go.

At first, I cried because I didn't have tu why do I still cry now that I do?

How could tu make me amor tu and then not be there to amor me back?

I sit here and think about everything that happened this past week and not a single tear runs down my cheek. Maybe its because I'm too hurt to cry, o maybe I'm just to mad at you.

Maybe just maybe its my hearts way of telling me this isn't over yet.

What do tu do when the only person who can stop your tears is the one making tu cry.

I'd like to think I'll be happy again, but I really need to just stop and cry now, and sometimes I wish I could just scream at you, and mostrar tu what tu do to me.

And even though tu lied, and even though tu pretended to care I can't seem to get tu out of my mind and even though it seems like I should be over you, with every tear that falls, it reminds me of how much I am still in amor with you.

Have tu ever hated somebody so much that tu wish they would just leave and never come back but yet, loved them so much, tu knew youd die if they did?

I've been through this pain before I've even cried these tears before but to get tu back, I'd go through so much more.

I'm going to smile like nothings wrong, talk like everythings perfect, act like its just a dream and pretend that he's not hurting me.

The truth of the matter is, I still have feelings for you. And no matter how many times I tell myself that I'm better off with out you, a part of me just won't let go.

I know I made a lot of stupid mistakes in my life, but the worst one was thinking the person who hurt me the most wouldn't hurt me again.

I feel like I am sitting in a room full of people that I love, and tu know what, they just don't care that I amor them. They don't care whether o not I live o die. To them I'm just another girl, just another stranger. To me, they are my best friends, the only people I have left.

I'm scared to fall in love, scared to fall fast, because every time I fall in love, it never seems to last.

You're the reason I live and the reason I die, you're the reason

I smile yet break down and cry, you're the reason I keep going and the reason I fall, cause without tu in my life I'm nothing at all.

I have waited for tu for 2 years and I will wait for tu for the rest of my life. Even if that means I have to give tu up for the rest of my life, I will wait for you. I amor tu that much and nothing will ever change that.

I'm gonna smile, because I wanna make tu happy, laugh, so tu won't see me cry. I'm gonna let tu go in style, and even if it kills me, I'm gonna smile.

Love? It's kind of complicated, but I'll tell tu this the segundo you're willing to make yourself miserable to make someone else happy, that's amor right there.

tu fuck me, then stub me. tu amor me, tu hate me. tu mostrar me a sensitive side, then tu turn into a total asshole. Is this a pretty accurate descripción of our relationship. (This was just how me and my now ex boyfriend were.)

tu asked me what was wrong, I smiled and dicho nothing, when tu turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself everything is.

I am in amor with the man I can't have and I have the man I can't love.

I would have followed him to hell if he asked me to and with all he put me through, maybe I did.

I used to think that if I loved tu enough tu would realize it and amor me back, but I can only amor so much for so long.

Do I really amor him o am I addicted to the pain of wanting something I can't have.

I amor tu yet I hate tu its like I want to throw tu off a cliff and then run really fast to the bottom and catch you. (this is me and my friend Kevin)

I don't know which is worse, keeping your amor for someone a secret o telling them and risk being rejected.

I don't know which is worse, loving someone knowing its going to cause tu pain o being in pain because tu can't love

someone.

It hurts to realize that them people tu thought you'd amor for life don't amor tu as much as tu thought they did and can do without tu as if they never knew tu at all.

It seems to me that the harder I try the harder I fall.

Ever notice that the people who hurt tu the most are the ones tu tend to amor more.

It's funny the way tu can get use to the tears and the pain.

No más crying, I can't cry anymore. Don't take my hand this time. Just go please and don't look back, because I know if tu did, I'd come running back to tu and I can't do that.

I'm glad you're happy. I can't say that I'm completely happy for tu but I guess that's just a part of life, I'll always have feelings for tu but the rest of the world is forcing me to mover on.

I would rather leave now still loving tu then to leave later hating you.

I hate the way I could never hate you.

I want to cry, I really do, but I guess I just don't want to give tu the satisfaction of knowing that tu hurt me once again.

I remember when I still believed the things tu said.

tu can't just cling on to something because it's familiar.

Difficult o easy, pleasant o bitter, tu are the same you; I cannot live, with o without you.

This time its over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart it'll get better, I'll no longer cryin a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!

It hurts to see someone tu amor ignoring you, it also hurts to see that he doesn't feel your love. But it hurts even más to

know that he loves tu too, and just doesn't want tu to know.

amor is when someone hurts you. And tu get so mad but tu don't yell at them because tu know it would hurt their feelings.

I'd rather be your lover then your friend, but I'd rather be your friend then your nobody.

I've convinced everyone else that I don't like tu and that I don't amor tu anymore. Now all I need to do is convince myself.

To let go of someone doesn't mean tu have to stop loving, it only means that tu allow that person to find his own happiness without expecting him to come back.

I know tu never meant to do everything tu put me through its okay I forgive you.

I never regretted telling tu I liked you, I only regretted never hearing what tu really thought of me.

tu make it really hard to amor tu sometimes.

Each mover I made in his direction just seemed to pave my way faster to hell.

If tu amor me as much as tu say tu do then you'll leave.

If tu think you've found that one that tu really love... make sure they amor tu back.

Don't hate me. Don't regret me. Don't even forget me.

Wherever tu go, whatever tu do, don't say I never loved you.

It's hard to amor someone who's in amor with someone else, tu have to ignore the pain and golondrina your pride. Just to be a friend... but that's all worth it because sometimes friendship last longer than love.

I haven't been around but that doesn't mean I stopped loving you.

I never stopped loving you. Even when I was actuación crazy, I loved you. I've tried to mostrar tu in a million ways but nothing ever got through.

I cut to prove to tu that tu are not the only one that can hurt me.

To me, amor is having your head tell tu to slap him but all tu wanna do is look into his eyes and smile.

I wish I saved all the tears I cried for tu so I could fucking drown tu in them.

Sometimes I amor you, Sometimes tu make me blue, Sometimes I feel good, At times I feel used. Loving tu darling makes me so confused.--- Alicia Keys

Do tu want to know what my problem is? I will tell tu what my problem is, I amor tu I amor your name, I amor the way tu look at me, I amor your gorgeous smile, I amor the way tu walk, I amor your beautiful eyes, I amor what tu look like when tu are asleep, I amor the sound of your laugh, to hear your voice fills my entire corazón with an indescribable feeling. I amor the way I can be having the worst día of my life and seeing tu completely changes my mood. I amor how when tu touch me I

get weak, that is my problem...

Sometimes I hope we're still friends when I get married. I hope that I'll invite tu to the wedding and you'll come. Then you'll see me as the happiest girl in the world. You'll see me with a guy that treats me right and loves me más than himself. You'll see all that tu could've had and you'll regret letting me go.

But the thing that I want tu to see the most is that I survived without you.

tu know what? tu should break up with me for her. tu should go out with anyone your corazón desires because, eventually, I know what will happen. See, you're gonna be with all those other girls, but none of those girls are gonna be like me. I'm different than all of them. You're going to realize that

I'm the one you're meant for and you're going to come back to me. So sure, break up with me now, but I'm telling you, you'll be back. You'll be back when tu realize that tu broke up with the one girl who was meant to be with you. But see, the thing is, tu just better hope the girl is still there.

I don't think I ever felt that good and that bad at the same time in my life.

Sometimes I may hate you, but I'll always amor you. -Daria

I have been thinking a lot about growing up, and all of the relationships and broken hearts we go through. I always wonder how many times I dicho "I amor you" to someone and

knew I didn’t mean it. It makes me think about all of the people that have dicho they amor me and didn’t mean it as well, and I get really pissed off, because I hate when people lie. I mean, if they were lying to get in my pants, that is one thing, but just for the sake of dragging this corazón through the mud. I don’t think anyone has ever used me for my body, and that really, really hurts. It really does. I want to be a booty call.

Isn’t that what we all want out of life; to be someone’s "go to" sex slave? I forgot what I was talking about. Oh yeah, Love. amor sucks.--- Jaret

amor is putting up with someone's bad qualities because they somehow complete you.

I begin to hate tu for your face and not just the things tu do.

Stop trying to change yourself for a relationship that's not meant to be. ---Sex and the City

Don't stay because tu think "it will get better". You'll be mad at yourself a año later for staying when things are not better. --- Sex in the City

tu cannot change a man's behavior. Change comes from within. --- Sex in the City

There's only one "reason" a man dumps you; he doesn't want you.

Relationships are very simple. There are only two things that can happen. tu either get married o your break up.

I may hate myself in the morning But I'm gonna amor tu tonight.

Life is for having fun. Don't be stupid and waste it on some guy/girl who is gonna act like he/she hates tu tomorrow. Never waste it on some one who doesn't want their friends to know they're in amor with you. Don't give that person the rest of tu tears o a mes o a año of your life when he/she treats tu badly and doesn't mind to make tu cry. Every person deserves some one who wants to brag about them. Every person deserves some one who makes them smile and laugh at their worst moments. We all deserve at least that.

Relationships are like glasses. If they break, let them stay broken, you'll only hurt yourself trying to fix it. At least the pieces still remain.

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 tu 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 tu which I know I should... but I can't.

This is for the broken hearted. I know how tu feel. Empty, betrayed, and no happiness whatsoever. tu don't want to laugh, because tu know it's not going to help, but tu don't want to cry, because it will just make tu feel worse. tu feel like your corazón is falling apart, but not only that, but tu know soon your life is going to feel like it's falling apart too. tu don't think it will ever end, and no matter what this person has done to you, it feels impossible to stop loving them. And everyone wonders why if they have hurt tu so much, then why do tu still amor them. That's the confusing part, tu don't know why, tu just do, and the people who hurt tu the most, and normally the ones tu amor the most. And then, after a few weeks, tu finally feel a sense of relief, like you're getting happy again, but tu know inside that you're just going into denial. And after a few más weeks, you're back to where tu were an empty soul and teary eyes. tu thought tu got over them, but really, tu just stopped mostrando it. And tu can't help but to mostrar it again. It leaves deep scars on your corazón that are there forever. And no one understands how tu feel, and how deep tu are hurt, no matter who they are, because it hasn't happened to them And even if it has, every broken corazón is different. They don't know the true pain tu feel and carry each and everyday now, so tu learn that basically tu are alone with all this. And the feeling starts to overwhelm you, and suddenly tu just break down, right there, because tu know you've had enough, the tears just instantly start flowing, and you're to the point where tu don't care who see's. Because you've spent so many nights lying awake in bed, and so many days being haunted por the scars and fear of rejection. And in the midst of all these tears, tu know that its not helping any, and it's not going to bring them back, if tu ever even had them in the first place. After about a million tears have been cried, tu finally pull yourself back together and keep going. Your throat starts to clench and your eyes burn with the tears tu are trying to hold back. Everyone says, "It will be okay…” But tu know it won't. And that’s the truth, it won’t. And tu look back on all of the hurt tu had from this, and tu realize that people are horrible. You're still hurt, but you've learned to hide it so that everyone thinks tu are okay. So now every time tu see this person, tu know tu still amor them, and tu feel a slight tingle in your corazón yearning for them to amor you, screaming out, but for some reason they don't hear it. And then tu sit back and wonder how one person could have caused all of this...

I'm not gonna give a fuck anymore... If tu hurt me, I'm gonna hurt you. That's how it's gonna be from now on...

Life sucks a lot of the time, huh? But, ya know, if tu can get through a heartbreak, tu can get through almost anything.

I can't stop thinking about him. That has to tell tu something. I can't get him out of my head. And quite frankly, I don't even want to try. --- lyssy

Why do we fall for someone, who really isn't for us?... should we blame ourselves for falling the wrong one. Or... should we blame the one we fell for, because... they made us believe that they are the right one for us?!

He's lost the one girl who thought nothing was wrong with him.

If tu dress nicely, he says you're a snob. If tu dress sexy, he says you're a slut. If tu argue with him, he says you're stubborn. If you're quiet, he says you're stupid. If tu call him, he says you're needy and clingy. If he calls you, he says tu should be grateful. If tu don't amor him, he'll try to win you. If tu amor him, he'll leave you. If tu don't fuck him, he'll say tu don't amor him. If tu do, he'll say you're easy. If tu tell him your problems, he'll say you're irritating. If tu don't , he'll say tu don't trust him. If tu lecture him, he'll say you're bitchy. If he lectures you, it's because he "cares". If tu break a promise, tu can't be trusted. If he breaks it, he had to. If tu cheat, he'll expect it to be over. If he cheats, he expects to be dado another chance either way.

tu only amor him because tu fear that he just might be the only one that will ever amor you.

It's not that I still amor him, because I don't, it's just that I still worry about his stupidity.

I know tu never meant to do everything tu put me through its okay I forgive you.

Sometimes things can seem so perfect, and then in a división, split second. It all comes and blows back up in your face, making tu remember, that nothing ever works out for you. Something always fucks up your "perfect thing". --- mangledxdreams

Nothings gonna change the way I feel and tu know that I'm gonna amor tu still. Please don’t turn your back, I cant believe it's hard just to talk to you, but tu don't understand. Because we're not together now, and I want to be with you. I'm sorry I can't just be friends. Am I too late, o do I have a chance? I'm sorry... I can't just be friends.

I lay there at night, trying to fall asleep
But each time I close my eyes
Memories of tu flash through my mind
But then I open my eyes
and welcome myself back to reality
Because I know now, tu and I weren't ever
really meant to be.

There will always be faces tu can never look at without emotion and there are names tu can never hear spoken without that same old feelings returning. Just when tu think tu can mover on, you'll remember all the reasons why tu held on so long.

The only thing worse than a broken corazón is knowing you'd give him another chance.

I don't understand why I let myself stay with you, after all the lies and all the tears cried. What makes tu so fucking special?

Why do I waste my time? Why is it that you're so damn irreplaceable?

Tell me what I have to do tonight
'Cause I'd do anything to make it right
Let's be us again
I'm sorry for the way I lost my head
I don't know why I dicho the things I said
Let's be us again
Here I stand
With everything to lose
And all I know is I don't want to ever see the end
Baby please, I'm reaching out for you
Won't tu open up your corazón and let me come back in.

One día you'll look back and think... damn! that girl really did amor me...

Don't wanna do it today There's a part of me that wishes I could just forget But I haven't found the mercy yet. I'll forgive tu tomorrow if the sun doesn't shine Let tu back into my life when the oceans are dry Take tu back when every shade of the arco iris turns gray But I just can't do it today --- Gary Allan

Too often we don't realize what we have until it's gone... too often we wait too long to say "I'm sorry, I was wrong"

There's nothing scarier then getting what tu want, cause that's when tu really have something to lose.

I'm mad at myself for crying, I don't even remember the reason but the tears keep flowing and they just wont stop I'm supposed to be strong but everything's so wrong.

Maybe sometimes tu just have to say what's in your heart, not just what tu think someone wants to hear.

I'm sorry that I'm not the one tu wanted that I made your life fucked up its not telling tu how I feel that scares me. Its what you'll say back that does.

Learn from your past, mover on, grow stronger. People are fake, but let your trust last longer. Do what tu got to do, but always stay true, and never let anyone get the best of you.

I think it's time that I let tu go. And it's really hard for me to do because I know that there's a part of me that will be in amor with tu for the rest of my life. But this while running in place and día dreaming is just not healthy for either of us. --- Dawson's Creek

Not everything's gonna be picture perfect... Things sometimes take time and have rough times to get through... Before tu can get there but if tu give up on things tu want, everything you've gone through ends up being completely worthless.

If one día tu realize that I haven't talked to tu in a while it's not because I don't care anymore it's because tu pushed me away and just left me there...

The higher tu build the walls around your heart, the harder tu fall when someone tears them down.

I want to be the one - I want to be the person that touches your corazón and makes it skip a beat - I want to be that person whose arms make tu just melt - I want to be the person that your destined to be with.

Just hit play and watch my life fall apart.

I can't help myself; I don't want anyone else.

tu are unmistaken ably my first love. Every guy I am with for the rest of my life will be compared to you.

Hold me when I cry, sleep with me on my drenched pillow, just for one night.

I know it's hard to amor me, but couldn't tu please just try anyway?

Time and time again, I forgave you. I've forgiven tu for things that I swore to myself I'd never forgive someone for... and here tu are, still hurting me, and I still forgave you..

She's smiling... but she doesn't mean it. She misses how they use to be... she misses how it was so real how they cared for each other without end but most of all, she misses him always being there and telling her everything will be okay because she need's that now, más then ever. She's sick of feeling like something's missing.

And these break up songs Are making sense again And I really wish they didn't.

For him I'd smile when he's happy kiss him when he's sad... try to be the perfect girl and calm him when he's mad hold his hand to make him strong and say he's right when I know he's wrong.
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posted by gublerlover1
looking up into the clear blue sky
i lay in the wet césped, hierba wondering why
why is there always someone that's broken hearted
and why are people always breaking them
the pain is always deep
i wonder why the world is the way it is
why do people feel the need to start war
and why do innocent people have to suffer
the acts of those choice others

things are never great but we survive
and i wonder why no one has broken down
and now i wonder how

how do we get up and dust things off
then keep moving without on sign
that something has changed

so then i wonder
how would we thrive if these things
didnt happen and it was all the same
the war and the hurt
never moving forward
never knowing the repercussion of choices
for without knowing fthe poison of something
we can not mover on the find the cure
posted by BritAshPos
Even if all the news channels got ruined
por how much I hate TV
Even if smiles went out of style
And all the sunsets were extinguished
Even if doctrines and duties were covered up
Even if action cine stopped
Even if pleasures in life were destroyed
And even if one final poem was written today
Just as long as tu stay with me
And the feeling of your embrace remains
As well as the kiss tu reinvent each day
And as long as your essence, your melancholy
Remains here in this place forever
After the sunset
Because I do...
I do depend on you
And if tu were to stay with me
So would life itself
posted by keturahk
(alright so this is crap but just go with it. i def wrote it in like 7th grade so... -.-
a little poem desperate attempt to ryme but it gets the point) i want some one to amor and them amor me in return. i want to know wat its like for my body to truely yern. i want some one to want me, i want one on to flaunt me like some great prize. not hide me like some week old frys. i dont want to be alone, im young and scared of being hurt. but thats only cuz i have watched others be burnt. go down in flames of pain, all just becuz some boy thought amor was just a silly game ............ i want to amor and be loved in return but i keturah kingsland REFUSE to be burned...........
posted by Lovetreehill
One time, once only, sweet, amiable woman,
On my arm your smooth arm
Rested (on the tenebrous background of my soul
That memory is not faded);

It was late; like a newly struck medal
The full moon spread its rays,
And the solemnity of the night streamed
Like a river over sleeping Paris.

And along the houses, under the porte-cocheres,
Cats passed por furtively,
With ears pricked up, o else, like beloved shades,
Slowly escorted us.

Suddenly, in the midst of that frank intimacy
Born in the pale moonlight,
From you, sonorous, rich instrument which vibrates
Only with radiant gaiety,

From you, clear and joyful as...
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posted by stellie
I wrote this when I was still figuring out who I am and when I was clearly lost, about 2 years ago. Here goes:
Fake friends
I'm tired of pretending
That I'm always happy
When I'm some times
NOT!

I've got fake friends
Who call themselves
My friends
When they're NOT!

Friends are true,
They don't lie,
They don't pretend
And they're there 4 u.

My friends aren't true,
They do lie,
They pretend every day
And they aren't there 4 me.

How can 1 be happy
When they're pretending
And hiding
From reality.

No 1 is gonna kill u
When u stop pretending
They'll have 2 except u
As u'll have 2 except them.

I know it will be hard
2 turn...
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The tiny ballerina figurine
As unique as an owl in winter
As beautiful as navidad morning joy
It stands alone, looking at the other toys in the girl's room.
She remembers when she first got her.
Her birthday.
Will never forget her reaction.
Other muñecas came and went
But not the little figurine.
She dances slowly as the girl falls asleep
Her porcelin skin cold and shiny
Pretty white tutu dress
Always ready to dance and bring happiness
One día she was ignored
Weeks and days went by
Her owner, forgetting her presence.
The girl grew more, and her nightlight went
Making the ballerina feel scared and alone.
The...
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This poem is written por me

My eyes are heavy
Can't hold load of tears
Plants look so blank
And autumn winds can be hear.

The flores will no más bloom
I'll keep myself locked in room
They just amor theirselves
Knows my story each book of my shelf.

Why every time spring ends,autumn starts
I wish I could buy happiness from some marts
Smell the same those flores beside the stream that flow
I wonder how every time they grow .

These hard winds of sorrows make me shatter
Every time flores and petals scatter
But I know I'll find the plants the same
I'll make them mostrar the me and my fame.

I know someday the flores will bloom again
It's a circulo, círculo attached por a chain
Someday the spring will come back at my door
I will then say my worries are no more.

Autumn leaves scar but spring recovers each flower
Leaves will sure be green,flowers will bloom
Hopes will find their ways
Spring will come again someday.....
I DID NOT WRITE THIS POEM. I FOUND IT ON FACEBOOK. The page was called The Writer's Circle, I think.

Today was the absolute worst día ever
And don't try to convince me that
There's something good in every día
Because, if tu take a closer look,
The world is a pretty evil place.
Even if
Some goodness does shine through once in a while
Satisfaction and happiness doesn't last
And it's not true that
It's all in the mind and corazón
Because
True happiness can be obtained
Only if one's surroundings are good
It's not true that good exists
The reality
Creates
My attitude
It's all beyond my control
And you'll never in a million years hear me me say that
Today was a good day.
(Now read it from the bottom up)
posted by africagirl
Wandered brood of Adam,
lost, bewildered people,
hear what I have to say.

Stop for a moment before the mountains
and for the simple sake of awe
be humbled, let your tears fall.

Look to, look through the air above,
be moved por the sight of stars,
watch their bodies wheel.

Ask the thunder, see what lightning says,
the rain-bearing wind which blows
the good grey cloud, ask them.

The camel's old keen for her calf,
be hushed and hear it, hear how
the birds' song weeps with it: weep with them too.

How the sea sounds out its old chorus,
what moves in its abyssal womb:
acknowledge these and what they mean.

Examine...
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A poetic soliloquy from my friend Dustin. He wanted me to film it so I did - Dumping here so that tu guys can check it out.
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