This is the place for the the things that don't yet have a place.
Tell me if he's the boy of my dreams then why has he never dreamt of me?
He's much too interesting to be interested in me.
What did you expect to happen? Did you think we were about to have a scene from some chick flick? You're the quirky, caring best friend and I'm the heartbroken nice guy and now I realize we're meant to be? It doesn't work that way!
You can't coerce someone into liking you. You just have to hope that if you throw yourself out there, they'll be there to catch you. Unfortunately if they don't feel the same way you risk losing them forever.
I guess I can't complain about my pain because I'm the one who hates the unknown. At least now I know "what could have been".
The far distant hope that "maybe, someday..." is all I need to keep me going, but it's also what keeps tearing me apart.
Is it him I can't get over, or merely the version of him I've created?
No one has ever made me happier than you have, but no one has ever hurt me as much as you have either...
You helped me to finally be myself and embrace who I am, but then you left. Now I'm afraid that everyone will leave me once they see the real me.
