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martes, 31 de enero de 2012

You’re the one who broke my heart, you’re the reason my world fell apart, you’re the one who make me cry, but I’m still in love with you, and I don’t know why.

miércoles, 7 de diciembre de 2011

It’s amazing how someone can make you feel like the world,and then make you feel like you’re nothing. 
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I didn’t get over it. 
I just got through it.



Although I’m over you, it still hurts you with someone else.

viernes, 2 de diciembre de 2011




It’s hard to tell your mind stop loving someone, when your heart still does. 
BOY: Does he make you laugh like I did?
GIRL: He doesn’t make me cry like you did.

miércoles, 23 de noviembre de 2011

He ignores you, but you like him
He does nothing yet you fall for him
You miss him
Even thought you know he’s never thought about you
I know you're with her, and I know you're happy. I am honestly happy for you... but a part of me will always love you. I'm not sure how much that is, but know if you were ever to come back I would let you again.

sábado, 19 de noviembre de 2011

Waiting at the bus stop
I shivered from the cold
When you walked up
It seemed as if
You were outlined all in gold.
You asked me if my shivering
Was out of cold or fear,
I said the cold, I’m not afraid
For you to stand so near.

Then you removed your jacket
And handed it to me,
I shyly refused your jacket,
Embarrassed so, you see.
You put the jacket on my shoulders
And back a step you took.
“I’m Anna”, I said extending my hand.
“Tobias”, you said. We shook

Day after day we stood,
Waiting for the bus,
Not a single word spoken
By either one of us.
Until one day I return to you
And bravely started to say,
“ I have a crush on you, Tobias,
And also, by the way”

As I started to tell you what it was
That was burning on my mind,
You told me that you liked me, too,
But the words were hard to find.
I smiled a smile that seemed to stretch
To both of my two ears.
The smiling and the happiness
Erasing all my fears.

And now, my friend, you’re dying
And there’s nothing I can do,
But sit with you and hold your hand
And be forever true.
Last night while you were sleeping,
Your soul just slipped away,
The many words that filled my heart
Were impossible to say.
As I was cleaning out the drawer
That stood beside your empty bed,
I found a letter addressed to me
And hear your voice speak as I read.

My darling I am sorry that
I will have to leave so soon,
You know how much I love you
And I know you love me, too.
I hope you won’t forget me
But please do try to move on,
I hope that you won’t cry too much
When I am dead and gone.

Two silent tears slid down my face
And moistened both my cheeks,
I won’t get over the loss of you
Not for days, and not for weeks.
I continued reading the letter
That I held in both my hands,
My fingers numb as if they had
Been wrapped in rubber bands.

Now I’m standing at the bus stop
Where two years ago we met,
And as I stand here in the cold
I feel my cheeks start to get wet.
I don’t think I will get over you,
Never, not in any way,
Our anniversary would have been
Two years ago today.

And on this lonely bus ride,
I sit alone without you near.
I hear a voice that may just be
The voice I’ve longed to hear.
The voice is from and angel
And his words are sweet and strong.
He tells me, “Life’s a treasure.
Learn to love again. Move on”

And through the words he whispers
I finally start to see,
That although I’ll always love you –
It’s time to set you free. 

jueves, 3 de noviembre de 2011




If I could, for just one night, to be with you, to make it right,
And what we were, and what we are,
Is hidden on the, in the scars,
If I could, take you there,
I won't let go, this I swear,
You wont have to wonder what we are,
Cause you wont have to look to far,
Its in the scars, Its hidden in the scars
Why do I still love you? Why? You’ve already moved on, so why I haven’t?  I wish I could make myself get over you. It´s not as easy as it sounds. Why can you get over me so quick, but I’m still holding on? Like a stupid  girl. Like you´re going to come back someday. Why do I believe this is going to happen?

jueves, 27 de octubre de 2011

The rules for being Human

1.    You will receive a body
You may like it or hate it, but it will be yours for the entire period
2.    You will learn lessons
You are enrolled in a full-time informal school called Life. Each day in this school you will learn lessons. You may like the lessons or think them irrelevant and stupid.
3.    There are no mistakes, only lessons.
Growth is a process of trial and error: experimentation. The “failed” experiments are as much a part of the process as the experiment that ultimately “works”
4.    A lesson is repeated until learned
A lesson will be presented to you in various forms until you have learned it. Once learned, you then go on to the next lesson.
5.    Learning lessons does not end.
There is no part of life that does not contain its lessons. If you are alive, there are lessons to be learned
6.    “There” is no better than “here”
When your “there” has become a “here”, you will simply obtain another “there” that will again look better than “here”
7.    Others are merely mirrors of you
You cannot love or hate something about another person unless it reflects something you love or hate about yourself.
8.    What you make of your like is up to you
You have all the tools and resources you need. What you do with them is up to you. The choice is yours.
9.    The answers to Life’s questions lie inside you
All you need to do is look, listen and trust.
10.     You will forget all this

domingo, 23 de octubre de 2011

Just because her eyes don’t tear, doesn’t mean her heart doesn’t cry. And just because she comes off strong, doesn’t mean there’s nothing wrong.

jueves, 6 de octubre de 2011


No. Don’t talk to me. Your just gonna bring back shit loads of bullshit and memories, and you know what else you bring back? Feelings. My fucking feelings for you, so stop talking to me before I do the unthinkable of possibly liking you again.

You can’t lose someone you never had

Because, I’m not the kind of girl guys fall in love with . 
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miércoles, 5 de octubre de 2011


I fucking miss you,
All day
Every day

And you can’t even imagine
How pathetic I feel when I miss you
Because I don’t even know if you
Miss me back


Do you know how it feels to let go of someone you really love for a long time, just for them to be happy?

miércoles, 14 de septiembre de 2011


It’s the art of letting go, no longer hanging on the past and looking forward to the future. But it’s no forgetting, it’s accepting life as it is. It’s moving on.

You can’t change what’s done, you can’t go back in time, you can’t try to change the hurt feelings or mend the broken hearts. All you can do is learn from your mistakes, and hope you will never regret anything as much as you do now. 

lunes, 12 de septiembre de 2011

Dear Claire, "What" and "If" are two words as non-threatening as words can be. But put them together side-by-side and they have the power to haunt you for the rest of your life: What if? What if? What if? I don't know how your story ended but if what you felt then was true love, then it's never too late. If it was true then, why wouldn't it be true now? You need only the courage to follow your heart. I don't know what a love like Juliet's feels like - love to leave loved ones for, love to cross oceans for but I'd like to believe if I ever were to feel it, that I will have the courage to seize it. And, Claire, if you didn't, I hope one day that you will. All my love, Juliet 
Relationships are like glass. Sometimes It’s better to leave them broken than try to hurt yourself putting it back together.


He: Do you understand de difference about like and love?
She: Yeah, you like me. I love you
I hate the fact that you ignore me so long, then you start talking to me like nothing happened. And by saying the simplest things, you make me smile.
It’s funny how girls run  from the guys who try to make them happy,and fight for the ones that make them cry.
Dear brain,
You don’t understand. Forgive me this time
Heart.
Sometimes we’re broken and we don’t know why





Sometimes it’s better to push someone away. Not because you’ve stopped loving that someone, but because you have to shield yourself from the pain they cause
I can feel you forgetting me

 “If you can’t solve it, it isn’t a problem - it’s reality. And sometimes reality is the hardest thing to understand and the thing that takes the longest to realize. But once it hits you in the face, you’ll never forget it. It will always be there in your memories and sometimes, that is the best way to look at it.”
“Because waiting for you is like waiting for rain in this drought , useless and disappointing”


I wish we had another time,
I wish we had another place,
But everything we have is stuck in the moment,
And there's nothing my heart can do ,
To fight with time and space 'cause,
I'm still stuck in the moment with you...

jueves, 8 de septiembre de 2011


You’ll never know pain until you looked into the eyes of someone you love, and they looked away
“Together forever, never apart, maybe by distance, but never at heart”

Basically I wish that you loved me. I wish that you needed me. I wish that without me your heart would break. I wish that without me you’d be spending the rest of your nights awake. I wish I was the last thing on your mind before you went to sleep.

It was a hard situation:here’s a guy that I really like and he’s done something really terrible to me, but I still like him,but I can’t be with him. So it’s almost harder.




It’s ironic that when you need him, he wasn't there. But when you finally starting to move on from him, he crawls back to you.

If he leaves or gives up on you, remember,

 it’s his loss, not your’s

miércoles, 7 de septiembre de 2011


It's not hard to move on, it’s just hard to leave behind what you’re not supposed to bring along

domingo, 4 de septiembre de 2011


How am I supposed to forget everything we had if you left so many things to remember?


If you asked me how many times you’ve crossed my mind, I’d say once, because you never left.

It’s hard to wait around for something you know might never happen but it’s harder to give up when you know it’s everything you want.

There will always  be a “lie” in believe
An “over” in lover
And “end” in friends
An “us” in trust
And an “if” in life

I’m going to smile like nothing’s wrong,talk like everything’s perfect,act like it’s all a dream,
and pretend it’s NOT HURTING ME

You aren’t here now, you existed in my past. That’s why I can stop looking back, because you were there with all our sweet memories.

One of the hardest part in life is forcing yourself to forget the things that made you happy… just because it’s over.

jueves, 1 de septiembre de 2011


Flashbacks about you and I: how I met you for the first time,how me talked for the first time, how you made me feel special, how we spent time together,how you changed and left me ALONE

martes, 30 de agosto de 2011


Do you ever sit and think... what if? What if you has never said the first hello or what if your paths never crossed? What if  you kept your mouth shut and just let things pass? What  if you had just five more minutes? What if you could turn back time and make it all stand still? What if?

I admit,I really miss how things used to be,I can also admit 

 that I’ve accepted  the fact that things changed

Go ahead, pass me in the halls and pretend I don’t exist. I hope every single time we make eye contact, you relive every memory we’ve ever had.

Just because we don’t talk doesn’t mean I don’t think about you. I’m just trying to distance myself because I know I can’t have you again. 

domingo, 28 de agosto de 2011


Jealousy: a sentiment which is born in love and which is produced by the fear that the loved person, prefers someone else.

Sometimes you get what you want
Sometimes you get what you need
Sometimes you get what you get

If someone broke your heart in two make sure you heal it because I’ve been told that there are billions of people in the world and at least one of them was made exactly for you.

martes, 23 de agosto de 2011


“Be proud of your mistakes. Well, proud may not be exactly the right word, but respect them, treasure them, be kind to them, learn from them. And, more than that, and more important than that, make them. Make mistakes. Make great mistakes, make wonderful mistakes, make glorious mistakes. Better to make a hundred mistakes than to stare at a blank piece of paper too scared to do anything wrong."