I am afraid to cry - what if I can't stop the tears?




I really can't explain it, but I like you without trying. I love the things you say, and how you never fail to make me smile.



My smile doesn’t always mean that i'm happy. Sometimes it means I can manage. And sometimes it just means I'm tired of crying.




I think its pretty much impossible, to forget someone who was once the o n l y reason you smiled.



I kinda miss you, but who am I to say that, because you're not even close to being mine.



When you are here, I love you. When you are there, I miss you. When you’re gone, I need you.



It's not what I feel for you. It's what I don't feel for anyone but you.



I fall too fast, crush too hard, forgive too easy, and care too much.

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