sâmbătă, 22 octombrie 2011



But if you love somebody,
You always love them, don't you?
Isn't there always some small part of you
that still reads their horoscope
in the newspaper every day?
There's still some hope..


He looks at me and my heart starts skipping beats..
my face starts to glow, and my eyes start to twinkle.
Imagine what he would do to me if he smiled.


I say leave, but all I really want is you to stand outside my window,
throwing pebbles, screaming “I want you.”


I cry at weddings; hospitals make me nervous.
I'm sarcastic to a fault, but it doesn't matter.
I can be pretty mean; naive is my middle name,
and I don'tbelieve in perfect love, but it doesn't matter...
he thinks it's cute.


It's not like I'm not trying to move on with my life.
I go out with other boys, but whenever
another boy takes my hand, it doesn't fit right.
There are gaps that only your hand can fill.


I think that the only reason why people hold onto
memories so tight, for so long is cause memories
are the only things that don’t change when everything else does.


There have been lots of cars in my driveway & lots of boys on my couch.
I've toyed with bad boys, mamma's never said "I love you" & never had the need.
I've been the rebound, the challenge, the fall back, & the girlfriend.
I've been the mistake & the correction.
One day someone will love me for what I've been &
what I am, where I've been & where I am;
one day, someone will love me for me.


I don't get all dolled up for nothing; I do it because I know
you'll be there. But you won't see me, and all I did
was waste another night trying to get you to notice me.


summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons
but when all is said and done, they have one thing in common:
They're shooting stars-- a spectacular moment of light in the heavens
fleeting glimpse of eternity
and in a flash, they're gone.
-The Notebook


untie all the strings between your heart and mine.
unlove me, but do it real slow,
so i dont have to lose you all at one time.
-Julia Roberts

Un comentariu:

  1. summer romances begin for all kinds of reasons
    but when all is said and done