Sometimes we must get hurt...
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow, we must fail in order to know, sometimes our visions clear only after our eyes are washed away with tears.
The way you look at me makes me wonder if we could ever be.
There is always that one boy and no matter what he does you will never stop loving him.
Before I met you I never knew what it was like to look at someone and smile for no reason.
I want to spend forever in his arms.
Someday, everything will all make perfect sense, so for now laugh at the confusion, smile through the tears, and keep reminding yourself that whatever happens, happens for a reason.