I can hurt myself, I can rip my life apart wishing you would come back.
But that would mean giving up on someone else out there, someone who actually is worth my life and who is worth the hurt.
There is someone out there for everybody.
You just have to look a little harder, and open your eyes a little wider.
Falling in love with you was a mystery, something I was completely clueless of.
Loving you was my heaven. Forgetting you is like hell.
I would do anything just to make you happy, just to hear you say that you love me one last time.