It's time to move on.

Sometimes you have to just walk away, and accept things happen for a reason. Even if that reason hurts so bad

Words can never replace feelings.

Even though I know it's not going to happen, I find myself sitting and waiting for you to text me. Every single day.

Broken inside.

I wish I was your favorite girl.

Why do all good things come to an end.

We're breaking things we can't repair.

I walk away now with the realization that it will never be the way I want it to be.

The more you suffer the more it shows you really care.

I don't like reality.

Maybe I was stupid to tell you goodbye.

The hardest part about walking away from you is knowing that you wont run after me.