Sad Love
The thought of losing you is what's killing me now.
Nothing is more painful than realizing he meant everything to you, but you meant nothing to him.
Letting go doesn't mean giving up, it means accepting that some things weren't meant to be.
You probably wont even remember half of the things Ill never forget.
You don't know what you got till it's gone.
End of my story.
Love is the slowest form of suicide.
My fault for thinking you loved me.
I pull myself together just to fall once more.
He: Is it over? She: I promise you, it never started.
I cant explain this feeling, I think about it every day... And even though we moved on, it gets so hard to walk away.
I never stopped loving you I just stopped showing it.
Never say I love you if you really don't care.
