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TRUTH ABOUT Girls; FACT # 18 it doesn't matter who dumped who or why. whenever we see an ex with another girl, it always bothers us. not because were not over you, but because we know that we used to be that girl.. This is a tribute to the nice girls. To the nice girls who are overlooked, who become friends and nothing more, who spend hours fixating upon their looks and their personalities and their actions because it must be they that are doing something wrong. This is for the girls who don't give it up on the first date, who don't want to play mind games, who provide a comforting hug and a supportive audience for a story they've heard a thousand times. This is for the girls who understand that they aren't perfect and that the guys they're interested in aren't either, for the girls who flirt and laugh and worry and obsess over the slightest glance, whisper, touch, because somehow they are able to keep alive that hope that maybe... maybe this time he'll have understood. This is a homage to the girls who laugh loud and often, who are comfortable in skirts and sweats and combat boots, who care more than they should for guys who don't deserve their attention. This is for those girls who have been in the trenches, who have watched other girls time and time again fake up and make up and fuck up the guys in their lives without saying a word. This is for the girls who have been there from the beginning and have heard the trite words of advice, from "there are plenty of fish in the sea," to "time heals all wounds." This is to honor those girls who know that guys are just as scared as they are, who know that they deserve better, who are seeking to find it. This is for the girls who have never been in love, but know that it's an experience that they don't want to miss out on. For the girls who have sought a night with friends and been greeted by a night of catcalling, rude comments and explicit invitations that they'd rather not have experienced. This is for the girls who have spent their weekends sitting on the sidelines of a beer pong tournament or a case race, or playing Florence Nightingale for a vomiting guy friend or a comatose crush, who have received a drunk phone call just before dawn from someone who doesn't care enough to invite them over but is still willing to pass out in their bed. This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after the first blonde girl in a skirt. This is for the girls who have been told that they're too good or too smart or too pretty, who have been given compliments as a way of breaking off a relationship, who have ever been told they are only wanted as a friend. This one's for the girls who you can take home to mom, but won't because it's easier to sleep with a whore than foster a relationship; this is for the girls who have been led on by words and kisses and touches, all of which were either only true for the moment, or never real to begin with. This is for the girls who have allowed a guy into their head and heart and bed, only to discover that he's just not ready, he's just not over her, he's just not looking to be tied down; this is for the girls who believe the excuses because it's easier to believe that it's not that they don't want you, it's that they don't want anyone. This is for the girls who have had their hearts broken and their hopes dashed by someone too cavalier to have cared in the first place; this is for the nights spent dissecting every word and syllable and inflection in his speech, for the nights when you've returned home alone, for the nights when you've seen from across the room him leaning a little too close, or standing a little too near, or talking a little too softly for the girl he's with to be a random hookup. This is for the girls who have endured party after party in his presence, finally having realized that it wasn't that he didn't want a relationship: it was that he didn't want you. I honor you for the night his dog died or his grandmother died or his little brother crashed his car and you held him, thinking that if you only comforted him just right, or said the right words, or rubbed his back in the right way then perhaps he'd realize what it was that he already had. This is for the night you realized that it would never happen, and the sunrise you saw the next morning after failing to sleep. This is for the "I really like you, so let's still be friends" comment after you read more into a situation than he ever intended; this is for never realizing that when you choose friends, you seldom choose those which make you cry yourself to sleep. This is for the hugs you've received from your female friends, for the nights they've reassured you that you are beautiful and intelligent and amazing and loyal and truly worthy of a great guy; this is for the despair you all felt as you sat in the aftermath of your tears, knowing that that night the only companionship you'd have was with a pillow and your teddy bear. This is for the girls who have been used and abused, who have endured what he was giving because at least he was giving something; this is for the stupidity of the nights we've believed that something was better than nothing, though his something was nothing we'd have ever wanted. This is for the girls who have been satisified with too little and who have learned never to expect anything more: for the girls who don't think that they deserve more, because they've been conditioned for so long to accept the scraps thrown to them by guys. This is what I don't understand. Men sit and question and whine that girls are only attracted to the mean guys, the guys who berate them and belittle them and don't appreciate them and don't want them; who use them for sex and think of little else than where their next conquest will be made. Men complain that they never meet nice girls, girls who are genuinely interested and compelling, who are intelligent and sweet and smart and beautiful; men despair that no good women want to share in their lives, that girls play mindgames, that girls love to keep them hanging. Yet, men, I ask you: were you to meet one of these genuinely interested, thrillingly compelling, interesting and intelligent and sweet and beautiful and smart girls, were you to give her your number and wait for her to call... and if you were to receive a call from her the next day and she, in her truthful, loyal, intelligent and straightforward nice girl fashion, were to tell you that she finds you intriguing and attractive and interesting and worth her time and perhaps material from which she could fashion a boyfriend, would you or would you not immediately call your friends to tell them of the "stalker chick" you'd met the night prior, who called you and wore her heart on her sleeve and told the truth? And would you, or would you not, refuse to make plans with her, speak with her, see her again, and once again return to the bar or club or party scene and search once more for this "nice girl" who you just cannot seem to find? Because therein lies the truth, guys: we nice girls are everywhere. But you're not looking for a nice girl. You're not looking for someone genuinely interested in your intermural basketball game, or your anatomy midterm grade, or that argument you keep having with your father; you're looking for a quick fix, a night when you can pretend to have a connection with another human being which is just as disposable as the condom you were using during it. So don't say you're on the lookout for nice girls, guys, when you pass us up on every step you take. Sometimes we go undercover; sometimes we go in disguise: sometimes when that girl in the low cut shirt or the too tight miniskirt won't answer your catcalls, sometimes you're looking at a nice girl in whore's clothing - - we might say we like the attention, we might blush and giggle and turn back to our friends, but we're all thinking the same thing: "This isn't me. Tomorrow morning, I'll be wearing a teeshirt and flannel shorts, I'll have slept alone and I'll be making my hungover best friend breakfast. See through the disguise. See me." You never do. Why? Because you only see the exterior, you only see the slutty girl who welcomes those advances. You don't want the nice girl.. so don't say you're looking for a relationship: relationships take time and energy and intent, three things we're willing to extend - - but in return, we're looking for compassion and loyalty and trust, three things you never seem willing to express. Maybe nice guys finish last, but in the race they're running they're chasing after the whores and the sluts and the easy-targets... the nice girls are waiting at the finish line with water and towels and a congradulatory hug (and yes, if she's a nice girl and she likes you, the sweatiness probably won't matter), hoping against hope that maybe you'll realize that they're the ones that you want at the end of that silly race So maybe it won't last forever. Maybe some of those guys in that race will turn in their running shoes and make their way to the concession stand where we're waiting; however, until that happens, we still have each other, that silly race to watch, and all the chocolate we can eat (because what's a concession stand at a race without some chocolate?) Girl Dictionary *Fine: This is the word we use at the end of any argument that we feel we are right about but need to shut you up. Never use fine to describe how a woman looks. This will cause you to have one of those arguements. *Five Minutes: This is half an hour. It is equivalent to the five minutes that your hockey game is going to last before you do whatever it is she wants you to do. *Nothing: This means something. Be on your toes. Nothing is usually used to describe the feeling she has of wanting to rip your face off. Nothing usually signifies an arguement that will last five minutes and end with the word fine. *Go Ahead (With Raised Eyebrows): Translation: "I dare you." This will result in her getting mad over nothing and will end with the word fine. *Go Ahead (Normal Eyebrows): Translation: "I give up" or "Do what you want, I don't care." You will get a go ahead with raised eyebrows in just a few minutes, followed by nothing and fine. She will talk to you in about five minutes when she cools off. *Loud Sigh: This is not actually a word, but it is still a verbal statement misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are a moron at the moment and wonders why she's wasting her time arguing with you over nothing. *Soft Sigh: (Again, not a word, but you know...) She is content. Your best bet is not to talk or move or breathe and she will stay content. *Oh: This word followed by any statement is trouble. Example: "Oh, well, I just talked to him about what you were doing last night." If she says oh before any statement, run -- do not walk -- to the nearest exit. *That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can say to a man. That's okay means that she wants to think long and hard before repaying you for whatever it is that you did wrong. You do not want to be there when that happens. *Please Do: This is not a statement, it's an offer. She's giving you the opportunity to come up with whatever lame excuse or reason you have for doing whatever it is you've done. You have a fair chance to tell the truth here. Be very careful and you shouldn't get a "that's okay." *Thanks: She's thanking you. Don't feel faint, just say, "You're welcome." *Thanks a Lot: This longer phrase is not to be confused with thanks. She'll say "thanks a lot" when she's actually seriously peeved at you. It signifies that you have hurt her in some callous way and will generally be followed by the loud sigh. Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the loud sigh, or she will say, "Nothing," and raise her eyebrows. When a girl is quiet, millions of things are running through her head. When a girl looks at you with eyes full of question, she's wondering how long you'll be around. When a girl answers "i'm fine" she isn't When a girl says she "its okay.." it really isn't When a girl stares at you, she's wondering why you're lying. When a girl wants to see you everyday, she doesn’t wanna loose you When a girl says "i love you", she means it more than anything else. When a girl says "i miss you", no one in this world can miss you more than that

&perhaps all i ever did was give the best of my heart to the boys who ( never really cared ) watching you from a distance afraid to get too close hoping that you'll realize who loves you the most but unless you open your eyes to the one whos always there you won't ever realize the one that truely cares Sometimes we just dont appreciate those people who really care for us until they leave us, until we lose them, then we regret. Outer beauty doesnt matter; its the inside that counts. It's better to tell someone how much you love them rather than to not tell them and lose them without telling them. You'll regret it. Don't you hate when you think you've moved on and no longer care, but while writing another guys name you look down to see his there. ..& all I have to do is wait for the day when youu will care You have to walk carefully in the beginning of love; the running across fields into your lover's arms can only come later when you're sure they won't laugh if you trip. FORGET HiS NAME - FORGET HiS FACE FORGET HiS KiSS &` WARM EMBRACE FORGET THE THiNGS HE USED TO SAY REMEMBER NOW HE'S GONE AWAY FORGET THE THiNGS HE USED TO DO FORGET THE SHiT HE PUT YOU THROUGH FORGET THE LOVE Y0U ONCE SHARED FORGET THE FACT THAT HE ONCE CARED FORGET THE WAY HE SAiD Y0UR NAME REMEMBER NOW THiNGS AREN`T THE SAME FORGET THE TALKS YOU ONCE HAD.. FORGET THE THOUGHT, iT MAKES YOU SAD FORGET THAT Y0U SAiD YOU WOULD WAiT REMEMBER NOW HiS LOVE iS HATE .. FORGET HiM WHEN THEY PLAY YOUR SONG FORGET YOU ONCE CRiED ALL NiGHT LONG FORGET HE SAiD HE`D NEVER LEAVE .. REMEMBER NOW , HE`S GONE FOREVER you weren't there when i was down you didn't catch me when i hit the ground you weren't there when i cried and you didn't care when i said i wanted to die you weren't there when i needed you so why should i help you decide what to do? you're not a good friend, but that's okay now there is nothing more to you i want to say i spend too much time thinking about things that will never happen && dressing up for the boy that will never care. Did you ever love someone and know they didn't care Did you ever feel like crying knowing it would get you nowhere Did you ever look into someones eyes and say a little prayer Did you ever look into someones heart wishing you were there Did you ever watch someone walk away wanting them not to go Did you wisper, ''God I love you'' but never letting them know ive found a way to make you smile. i read bad poetry onto your machince, i save your messages just to hear your voice. you always listen carefully to akward rhymes. you always say your name like i wouldnt know its you. at your most beautiful. ive found a way to make you smile. at my most beautiful. i count your eyelashes. secretly, with every one i whisper "i love you." i let you sleep. i know youre closed eye watching my. listening.i thought i saw a smile. ive found a way to make you smile. Don't tell me your sorry, & don't tell me you love me. you hurt me & I'll never forget that. So if you still care about me the way you say you do, you'll wait as long as it takes for me to let go of the hurt.. Okay so not all guys are pains, not all of them suck. Some guys don't break girls' hearts. Some guys care. Some guys destroy all those all-guys-are-players stereotypes. Some guys actually treat you like a person. Those are the guys that I'll wait for, the one that will show me that he's different let them say we're crazy i dont care about that.. put your hand in my hand baby, and dont ever look back. i'm the girl, the one that always lost. the one with the fake smile && the girl who seems to be so strong, but daily continues to break that girl who's always there and seems to no problems of her own. the one who holds, back tears until she's off the phone.. that girl that is in love with a guy who doesn't care Maybe you really did love me. Maybe you still do. Maybe that's why you ended it. Maybe you were scared to get attached AGAIN...only for it to end badly AGAIN. Maybe you really did care about me. Maybe you wanted me to get all the experiences out of life that you did. Maybe you sincerely thought I deserved better. Maybe you saw how hard I had fallen for you. Maybe it scared you to death. Maybe when you cheated on me, you just wanted to make getting over me easier. Maybe you miss me. Maybe it's as hard for you to not speak to me as it is hard for me not to speak to you. Maybe you almost call me sometimes. Maybe you still think about me everyday. Maybe someday, we will be together again. Maybe I will ask you sometime, about all this stuff. But i know i'm maybe wrong i'm the girl, the one that always lost. the one with the fake smile && the girl who seems to be so strong, but daily continues to break that girl who's always there and seems to no problems of her own. the one who holds, back tears until she's off the phone.. that girl that is in love with a guy who doesn't care Isn't it funny how when you want it the most, you can't have it and when you have it, you don't care and once you lose it, you'd do anything to get it back Eventually you realize that life sucks, love isn't always real, and happiness is only for a limited time. You learn who your real friends are, and you learn to hold back tears. But most of all, you learn how to act like you don't care.. I've been through so much with you, more than any other guy, and I still want you as much as I did the first time I layed eyes on you. Every time I see you, it's like meeting you for the first time all over again. It's the butterflies in the stomach, the not knowing what to say, but out of all the things you've taught me, there's still one thing I don't know. I don't know how to fall out of love with you. I don't know how to let go and as I stand here looking at you, I wonder if there will ever be a day when I will get over your smile, when I will let go of the hugs you gave me that I continue to feel. A day when I forget the words you said to me, forget what you meant to me or forget how much I love you. But, no matter what you did to me or whatever happens to us, I know I could never get over, let go, or forget you. When you care about someone as much as I /do you, being apart is the hardest thing to get used to. I thought I'd handle it just fine and that I'd be happy just to keep you on my mind. But it isn't always that easy. Sometimes the one thing that would please me the most is simply seeing you. I knew that I'd miss you I just didn't know I'd miss you as much as I do. I want to share my tears with you. I want to share my love with you. I want to share my happiness with you. I want to share my strength with you, my smiles, my frowns, my joy, my loss, my good days, my bad days, the rain, the sunshine, hot cocoa, and the snowflakes. I want to share my life with you. People can just be best friends, but at one point or another, one of them will fall for the other, maybe temporarily, maybe at the wrong time, maybe too late, or maybe just maybe forever, and that's what happened with me and you. when i walk by the two of you together, it seems like your voice gets louder, your smile gets bigger and you hold her even tighter. its as if you want to prove a point, you want to show me youre happy. well ill let you know something. your point is proven. youve achieved your goal. because if its sorrow want me to be in, dont worry, you took care of that a long time ago & all she wants is a boy who will call her at 4 am because he couldn't sleep, hold her hand even if his friends are around wrap his arms around her and hold her tight, treat her like she's the most important thing in the world but mostly she just wants to know he cares what do you do when everything`s wrong & nothings right? when your heart is stuck on him & he doesn`t even care, when the only thing on your mind is how life isn`t fair. when you try so hard to smile while you hold back tears. when you live each day thinking of HiM&HER your very worst fear? what do you do when you`re always feeling down & depressed, when your eyes are filled with water & you`re just too stressed. do you just sit back & see if it will all last? or do you cry & reminisce all about the past? and sometimes i wish he would just walk right up to me and kiss me, without a care in the world I still need you I still care about you Though everything's been said and done I still feel you Like I'm right beside you i still miss you<3 i still care sometimes i swear your still here, do you miss me, do you care, does it hurt that im not there. told me you need something better, what is better than love, told me you need something new, all i need is you to feel the way you make me feel This is for the girls who have left sad song lyrics in their away messages, who have tried to make someone understand through a subliminally appealing profile, who have time and time again dropped their male friend hint after hint after hint only to watch him chase after some other girl who won't ever care like you do If you ever needed me I would be there in a heartbeat...the sad part is, you're too wrapped up in yourself to care. Why do we push away the guys that want us, but fight so hard for the ones that dont care? i guess me getting upset over little things is a way of showing how much i care find a guy who doesn't care if u laugh loudly, chew with your mouth open, sing off key,cry at the movies, or act like an insane person.. & all it does is make him love you even more find a guy who calls you beautiful instead of hott, who calls you back when you hang up on him ;; who will lie under the stars & listen to your heartbeat, or will stay awake just to watch you sleep <3 wait for the boy who kisses your forehead ;; who wants to show you off to the world when you are in sweats ;; who holds your hand in front of his friends, who thinks your just as pretty without makeup on ;; one who is constantly reminding you of how much he cares & how lucky he is to have you... You demand to be chased for your love My desperate heart is far too weak to run for you this long But you don't care at all I'll give you every thing I can I'll build your dreams with these two hands We'll hang some memories on the walls And when just the two of us are there You won't have to ask if I still care. you know you truly care when you have to try and convince yourself that you don't there's a song blaring in her headphones that reminds her of a boy who will never care.. if one day you realize that i haven't talked to you in a while, it's not because i don't care anymore. it's because you pushed me away && just left me there sometimes people care too much i think that's what people call love. i care more about his life than my own cause lets face it; he makes my life worth living To the girl who will replace me ...There are just a couple of things that I thought I should tell you. I learned these while I was the object of your guy's affection. First of all, don't be frightened if he smothers much more love on you than you had expected. Don't be surprised if he treats you much better than any other guy you have ever met. And let it not scare you that he will actually listen carefully to every word you say, even when you're just speaking quietly. Also, you should know that he remembers everything you will say. He's hurt easily, especially by the painful words a careless girl will say. If you do hurt him, then you'll have to pay the price of seeing the broken look in his passionate and deep brown eyes, and watch the light in them fade. But if this happens, all is not lost- a kiss and an "I love you" can heal anything. And please, dont say I love you to him, unless you really mean it, nothing hurts him more then someone who really doesnt care. Sometimes, he won't tell you what he is feeling, but... just know that he is protecting you and if you ever feel that something isn't right, just look into his beautiful eyes and you will be able to see into him. You can see everything he is feeling, everything he is thinking, everything that isn't right with him... He won't ever try to hurt you, because he just isn't that way, so please don't hurt him because if you do, I don't think I could ever forgive you. I don't think there could ever be a worse feeling in the world than knowing that you have the boy that I love and knowing that you hurt him. You should know that if you two ever get into a fight, just make sure you pick only the ones worth fighting for... He will always keep his temper and will never curse at you or call you names, despite the anger he may be feeling. Though he may act mature, most of the time, once he's given you his heart, he will begin to open up to you and his silliness will make your heart smile, in a way that words can not explain. Don't hold a tight grip on him, let him go and be part of the world and experience new things. You will find that he is a busy guy and that he is so very independent. Sometimes, he will need his space, but don't worry... He'll always make time for you and even when you're not around, you'll be in his thoughts. You will find that he isn't like any other guy that you have met, so please don't take him for granted. When it comes to his money, don't take advantage of that, He will be so unselfish with it, because that is the way he is. Remember, He likes blue better than green, brunettes better than blondes, Republicans better than Democrats, salt water taffy over licorice, Khaki over denim, Leather over cloth, and even though he won't admit it, he really does like to be surprised. He is less tough than he may appear, you just have to take the time and let him bring down his guard... He is so sweet and so amazing and know that if you ever leave him, you will break his heart apart, the same way that my heart breaks apart, as I sit here writing this to you. Don't ever try to pull him away from his dream and won't ever let you give up on your dreams, either. He will encourage you to become everything you can be and will never, ever let you down. He likes it when you kiss his ear and nothing is better than hugging each other. Just watch how your hand will fit perfectly into his and when it does, it seems as if nothing in the world could hurt you, because he is there. And when he puts his arms around you and tells you that you are the girl he loves, you will know, there isn't any guy in the world better than him... Don't ever let him go. You will regret doing so, for the rest of time... I promise you will. so why should i bother? - why do my make up -why put down my hair its not like tomorow you will start to care i act like i dont care but deep down im lying cause everytime i see you all over her .. im dying some people put up walls.. not to keep others out, but to see who `cares enough to 'knock them down. I can't erase you from my past.I can't delete you from my mind . ((All)) I can do is say "goodbye." I can't pretend you were .never. here and I can't fake like it /didn't/ hurt when you disappeard ..I do however,refuse to use a fake old grin.. but then again i'll never win. I can't pretend that I don't care and I can't pretend that you are near [so] I guess I'll just pretend to say " goodbye ".. so let me get this ||straight|| you were --> leading me on //using me// keeping me *waiting* for something that [wasn't there] letting me get my `hopes up` >>acting like you cared<< and allowing me start liking you more & more ||everyday|| all because you didn't want to [hurt] me?! somehow you always end up running through my head don't ask me why , after all the lies i don't know why i still care anymore but somehow i just can't let go. maybe it's the thought of you coming back one day but you better have a clue && realize i have feelings too, it's not always about you The trouble with love is it can tear you up inside make you're heart beleive a lie it's stronger than you're pride the trouble with love is it doesn't care how fast you fall and you Can't refuse the call You've Got No Say At All. The trouble with love is it can tear you up inside make you're heart beleive a lie it's stronger than you're pride the trouble with love is it doesn't care how fast you fall and you Can't refuse the call You've Got No Say At All. you can only push a girl away for so long.. until she FiNALLY walks out of your life on her own.. so be careful and make sure thats what you want because shes NEVER turning back i want someone who wont care that i never wear shoes that i incapable of stayinq still ' that i cant qrasp the concept of cleaninq.. & i refuse to be lady-like someone who realizes that half the desions i make .. i'll reqret and i have the riqht to over-react at any qiven moment.. i want someone who knows im completly insane' and they wouldnt want me -any other way-* & it hurts when you push me away 'cause it's like you never cared and never will One hundred years from now...it wont matter how you did on a test, or how popular you were. no one will care about how many hits you got in a baseball game. it wont matter if you miss a day of school, or what you got for your birthday. your highest score on a computer game wont be remembered or if your family had a swimming pool. no one will care who came in first in that one race...it wont matter if your handwriting was messy, or if all your artwork wasnt the best. but, if you made life a little better...for just one person, thats what will be remembered. thats what will MATTER. these days : everyone is depressed no one cares about your personality there are few songs without cuss words you bring up the Lord & people look at you weird you stand up for someone & get called a bad name the type of clothing you wear describes you how much money you have gives you your popularity everyone breaks each others hearts & and doesn't think much of it you can become so lonely .. and no one will notice. dont tell your problems to other people . 80% dont care & 20% are glad you have them. our promises are {all} the same You'll be the one who will always care But how can you promise the world? How can you promise your h e a r t when it's always searching? But I'm just like you... I don't want to deny my h e a r t its chance to feel I don't want to deny my {soul} something real Is there anything left in this world that will satisfy me FORGET HiS NAME - FORGET HiS FACE FORGET HiS KiSS &` WARM EMBRACE FORGET THE THiNGS HE USED TO SAY REMEMBER NOW HE'S GONE AWAY FORGET THE THiNGS HE USED TO DO FORGET THE SHiT HE PUT YOU THROUGH FORGET THE LOVE Y0U ONCE SHARED FORGET THE FACT THAT HE ONCE CARED FORGET THE WAY HE SAiD Y0UR NAME REMEMBER NOW THiNGS AREN`T THE SAME FORGET THE TALKS YOU ONCE HAD.. FORGET THE THOUGHT, iT MAKES YOU SAD FORGET THAT Y0U SAiD YOU WOULD WAiT REMEMBER NOW HiS LOVE iS HATE .. FORGET HiM WHEN THEY PLAY YOUR SONG FORGET YOU ONCE CRiED ALL NiGHT LONG FORGET HE SAiD HE`D NEVER LEAVE .. REMEMBER NOW , HE`S GONE FOREVER remember when boys meant yuck && school was fun. getting high was on a swing && good-bye meant until tomorrow i remember when getting high meant swinging at the playgrounds. the worst thing you can get from a boy was cooties. race issues were who could run the fastest. the only thing you smoked were the tires on your bike. life was so simple && carefree but the thing i remember the most was wanting to grow up i spend way to much time think bout things that will never ever happen. and dressing pretty for the boy who will never ever care. you dont have to understand && you probably never will || all im saying is im just one girl - - one girl that happens to be in love with you So, please, just be patient. I'm so afraid to care about someone. I know it seems like i'm this strong girl who can get through everything, but inside i'm very fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, & each one has only made a crack. What i'm afraid of is shattering She says she doesn't care, but the look in her eyes, and the tone of her voice, tells a different story So, I love this boy. Hes my world. But he doesnt care. Hes off with some girl. Shes probably prettier than me; shes probably nicer and smarter too. But no matter how great she is… shell never love him like I do. Its not fair how she can just show up one day. I know I never had him, but its like she took him away. Doesnt he get it? All I want to do is hear him say to "I love you." a phone call from you that night to show you cared... that call never came... i guess you never cared somehow you always end up running through my head dont ask me why.. after all the lies i dont know why i still care anymore but somehow i just cant let go maybe its the thought of you coming back one day but you better have a clue and realize i have feelings too. its not always just about you I never knew why it was called "falling in love", but i do now. You become in love with someone and everything is so great. It cant get any better. You feel like nothing can mess up because its so perfect. Once it cant get any better, you suddenly realize you no longer are climbing a mountain, you walk off the edge, begin to "fall" and realize nothing is perfect. You begin to fall straight down to reality. You stop getting their calls, they dont talk to you in the halls, you stop having notes passed to you in class, they dont brag about you to their friends, the compliments stop, they lose that sparkle in their eye, and all the sweet surprises are gone. As you fall you watch all the memories, good times, bad times, smiles, laughs, cries just pass you by. its gone, all gone. Youre back at the bottom of the mountain and this time you're all alone. Somehow you're trying to find the strength to climb that mountain knowing you could fall. You will have to find a new "guide" and hope they will help you know the best paths to take. They will help you overcome obstacles. They will be the one that shelters you when the rain starts falling. Once they help you reach the top, you pray they wont leave you. Not many "guides" will stay on the mountain forever, so be careful. Alone on a mountain you will fall and keep falling, If someone is there with you as you stumble, they will catch you before you fall. So before you "fall in love", understand that falling can be very painful. The person you hope will catch you could be the one that pushed you down. i try not to love you..i try not to care..but the harder i try, the more i wish you were here You know you truly care when you have try and convince yourself that you dont In this weird and twisted way, I know you miss me. Not cause I want to believe it's true, but cause you'll never find a girl that can put up with you, like I did..you'll never find a girl, who will care as much as I did, cause no one will waste all their love on someone like you..like I did. and now i finally realize you don't really care about me like you say, you never have. i've been more like some kinda of security blanket for you, nothing special, just an object, but always there for you incase you were too cold, for you to to use for comfort, then to just throw aside and almost forget about completly, but always knowing it would still be there when you needed it again. Sometimes you don't realize how much you care for someone until they stop caring for you. & she finally told him how she felt;; she downright spilled her heart out & she prayed to herself that he would care, but he just walked away as she silently stood there I'm scared that I actually care for you. Scared because that means you can hurt me. I just don't think I'm ready to deal with the pain. mad for what? for breaking my heart? all the lies? maybe for letting me put all my trust in you.. only to betray the decency to tell me to my face? how about the fact that you didn`t even care. the way you think it`s crazy that i`m crying over it.. cause you think breaking up is no big deal? am i mad? no. more like crushed. i`m sorry for even trying, i was a fool to ever begin to think that i had a chance i may not always show it but know that i truly care & no matter what..when you need me ill be there you care more about his life ;; more than your life. because lets face it .. he makes your life worth living she finally told him how she felt;; she downright spilled her heart out & she prayed to herself that he would care, but he just walked away as she silently stood there Sumtimes my mind asks why I miss you?..why I care for you? why i remember you? then my Heart answers " - its simply because - " I LOVE YOU does he do this because he`s trying to make you feel bad .. or does he just not know? some people just aren`t worth it..only hurt you...they just don`t care anymore...but you cant let them go. you still have the memories of good times they never leave you completely. and when you think you don`t love them anymore... you know you`re wrong when they come back and make you cry again. a guy doesn't have to be just like you to understand.. he just has to care. when he can't give a solution he needs to give support. when he can't help any other way he needs to give hope. let you know your safe with him in his arms A great love? Its when you shed tears for him but still care for him. Its when he ignored you but you still long for him. Its when he starts loving another and yet you manage a smile and find the courage to say "I'm happy for you" When you say I'm beautiful I say "yeah right," but what im really saying is "do you really think so?" When you say *good job* i say "thanks" but what Im really saying is "I love that you notice." When you say ..WE'LL BE ToGETHER FoREVER.. I say "I hope so" but what im really saying is "I hope forever never ends." When you say I love you I say "I love you too" but what Im really saying is "never stop saying that." When you say that I dont [ care ] I say "yes I do" but what Im really saying is "I care for you more than you'll ever know." && im still walking down memory lane because i know i'll run into you see baby, this is our problem ; i care too much && you ; well. you could care less No matter how I fight it Can't deny it Just can't let you go I still need you I still care about you Though everything's been said and done I still feel you Like I'm right beside you One girl looking out her window One boy walking down the street He didn't know it at the time But when she saw him her heart skipped a beat. One girl playing outside One boy doing the same He didn't know it at the time But she wanted to find out his name. One girl getting hurt by many boys One boy mending her heart He didn't know it at the time But she loved only him from the start. One girl standing outside One boy asking her out He didn't know it at the time But she never had any doubts. One girl loving a boy One boy loving a girl He didn't know it at the time But he was her world. One girl's heart breaks One boy moves on He didn't know it at the time But her love for him wasn't done. One girl tries to win him back One boy doesn't care He didn't know it at the time But she wouldn't always be there. One girl leaves for college One boy stays where he's at He didn't know it at the time But her heart was breaking in half. One girl's heart is missing One boy has it you see He doesn't know it right now But the two of them are meant to be. you say all these harmful things but sadly.. you're never going to realize that i don't care anymore cus i gave up trying a long time ago.. So, please, just be patient. I'm so afraid to care about someone. I know it seems like i'm this strong girl who can get through everything, but inside i'm very fragile. I've had so many things thrown at me, & each one has only made a crack. What i'm afraid of is shattering Go ahead, lead me on so just for a few more minutes so I can belive that you actually care.. there are days that i love you, and days that i dont. days i'd like to be friends.and days that i wont. days i'll pick up the phone and give you a call. days im so sad i dont want to talk to you at all . days i look back at all the things that we shared. days i question myself if you really even care. theres so many things i wish i could say, but im scared it will all come out in the wrong way. no matter how much time goes by, i'll always be by your side, cause i couldnt stop loving you .. even if i tried Dear you, I'm sorry that I wasn't good enough for you. Even though this is the best i can be. I'm sorry i have problems. I'm not perfect, please don't hate me. I'm sorry I gave you my love. I guess you didn't want it. I'm sorry you tore out my heart and ripped it to peices. I'm sorry you broke my heart.. The sharp peices much have cut you somehow. I'm sorry I cared about you so much, when you forgot all about me.. I guess you were too busy caring about someone else. I'm sorry for putting you through everything, and it came out to nothing. I'm sorry for crying my eyes out when you were too busy hating me. I'm sorry. I'm sorry that you had to meet me and suffer through my un-wanted love. I'm really very sorry

Him: I think of you more as a friend right now Her: i wish that i was dead right now. Him: why? We are such good friends. Her: We have been more than friends since you kissed me. Him: but that was just a kiss in the heat of the moment. Her: Not to me... Her: He doesnt like me. Friend: Yes he does. Her: And how do you know? Friend: The way he looks at you. Girl: If the end of the world comes, what will be that last thing you'd want to do? Boy: Kiss you. Her: You don't even know me. Him: I have the rest of my life to find out. her: hey! you totally look like my 6th boyfriend him: oh really... how many boyfriends have you had? her: 5... Him: I can?t wait to go to sleep. Her: Tired? Him: Nope. Her: Oh...okay. Him: I just love my dreams. Her: What are they about? Him: You. Him: What's wrong? Her: Nothing. Him: Why won't you tell me? Her: Why should I tell you? Him: You used to tell me everything, and i told you everything. What happened to us? Her: ...You stopped caring GiRL: you remind me of the waves.. BOY: how's that? GiRL: look at the wave...see how it starts out far away and seems really small, soft, and gentle? BOY: yeah? GiRL: that's how it is with you. you're always far away from me. and you always seem so small, so nice, so gentle from a distance. now look at the wave. see how it's getting bigger and bigger.. see how more dangerous it looks? BOY: yeah...? GiRL: it's still you. you slowly find your way to get closer and closer to me. and the closer you get, the more it looks like you're going to hurt me. now see the wave? it crashed onto the shore. did you see it? BOY: yeah, i saw it. GiRL: that's how it always ends up. i'll sit there and see you from a distance and think that you look so nice, so calm.. and then watch you get closer and closer.. knowing the closer you get, the more you could hurt me. but i still stand there letting you get closer and closer and closer.. and then all of a sudden: there you are. right in front of me. you crash into me, you knock me down. and then you're gone. BOY: but... i'll promise i'll never knock you down again.. GiRL: don't even worry about it. i'm not standing on your shore anymore. girl: why do you even like me? boy: because you're the girl i`ve been dreaming of. all my life.. Girl : i think I?ve found the one Boy : oh.. who girl : he?s someone i love boy : ohh .. well that?s great .. bye girl : why are you leaving? boy : it doesn?t matter you?ve found the one girl : it does matter because the one ... is you Boy: What do you know about love? Girl: Everything you dont. Boy: Why dont you like me? Girl: I do like you, Its just... Boy: Just what? Girl: Im soo afraid to fall again.. Boy: This is different Girl: How?? Boy: This time, I promise Ill catch you. Girl: How long will you love me Boy: How long is the universe? Girl: Silly, The universe doesnt end Boy: Silly thats how long I`ll love you - Forever. Boy: What should I do? Girl: Follow your heart .. Boy: What do you think my heart says? Girl: I dont know..Im not your heart Boy: Your most of it. the boy: so who do you like? his girl: oh some guy that doesnt like me the boy: well then he is missing out. his girl: so who do you like the boy: some girl who likes some guy who's totally missing out. Girl: Things are slowly going downhill and one of these days, I?m going to fall off the cliff Boy: no you won?t? I?ll catch you Boy: I need someone to talk to Girl: I?m always here for you Boy: I know Girl: What?s wrong? Boy: I like her so much Girl: Talk to her Boy: I don?t know. She wont ever like me Girl: Don?t say that. You?re amazing. Boy: I just want her to know how I feel Girl: Then tell her Boy: She wont like me Girl: How do u know that? Boy: I can just tell Girl: Well just tell her Boy: What should I say Girl: Tell her how much you like her Boy: I tell her that daily Girl: What do u mean Boy: I?m always with her. I love her Girl: I know how u feel. I have the same problem. But he'll never like me Boy: Wait. Who do u like? Girl: Oh some boy Boy: Oh... she wont like me either Girl: She does Boy: How do u know.. Girl: Because who wouldn't like you. Boy: You Girl: Yo're wrong, I love you. Boy: I love you too. Girl: So are you going to talk to her? Boy: I just did. boy: I don't know why you wear a bra, you have nothing to put in it. girl: well in that case, I don't know why you wear underwear. Girl: hey baby i want to show you.... Boy: ( cutting her off ) ugh i'm so mad Girl: why? whats wrong ? Boy: ugh everything Girl: explain baby Boy: just lost a championship game, parents flipped out on me for no reason, and im catching a cold Girl: well hey there will always be other games, you know ill take care of you when your sick, what your parents flip about ? Boy: they are making me pay them for a car repair Girl: is it alot of money Boy: no it just sucks Boy: but hey i dont feel well im going to go lay down Boy: bye Girl: wait i want to give you some... Boy: cant it wait til tommorow ? Girl: yeah sure Girl: bye Boy: bye 2 hours later a friend of hers asks her to go for a drive ...she goes..... her friend swerved to avoid a truck....hitting a tree instead her friend was killed instantly....shes in critical condition This is the conversation between her sister and her boyfriend Sister: omg ( crying ) Boy: what? whats wrong ? Sister: my sister...your gf was involved in a major car wreck Boy: is she ok ? ????? Sister: shes in critical condition Boy: i'll be there in 10 minutes He shows up to the hospital room ...standing outside the door going over the last conversation in his mind over and over as he heard the machines beep and beep and breathing tubes pump Boy: she wanted to give me something or tell me something Girls mom: yeah this... it was an envelope smelling like she did sealed with a kiss in lipstick he opened it..... it said ..... your everything to me....i love you with everything i am and everything i have...i want to spend the rest of my life with you sealed in it was a ripped movie ticket from the first movie they went to and the first picture they took together he kissed the picture as a tear fell from his face onto the picture it looked as if in the picture she was crying then the machines flatlined....3 minutes later she was pronounced dead Girl: I've never truly had a dream come true... Boy: Well maybe they cant come true because nobody knows what they are... Girl: Yea maybe your right...but it seems like nobody would be willing to listen anyways... Boy: I will... Girl: Well i've always wanted to..never mind it's stupid... Boy: No it's not...go on... Girl: I've always wanted to have a guy walk me home...& have it start raining... Boy: .... Girl: Then we'd run hand in hand till we get to my door...then he'd looked me in the eyes..our lips would get closer & we'd kiss... Boy: ...you know that's funny...I heard it's suppose to rain tonight... Girl: really..? well I wish I was with that one special guy.. Boy: yea if only you were...i mean yea i know what you mean i wish i was with that special girl... It starts to rain..so Boy walks girl home... Girl: thanx for walking me home...even though it was just across the street... Boy: yea..i know.. Girl: well....bye Boy: wait! (looks into girl's eyes...and puts his hand on her chin..there lips move slowly closer...) They kiss... Girl: ......well you better get home. Boy: yea.....i guess i'll cya tommorow.. Girl: (goes inside...a smile on her face) Girl's Mom: what are you soo happy about... Girl: Lets just say..I finally had a dream come true...& it couldnt have been more perfect..or with any other person... girl: if you could describe me in one word what would it be boy: mine. Boy: baby we need to talk Girl: ricardo, wat do u mean? Boy: sumthin has come up... Girl: wat? Wuts wrong? Is it bad? Boy: i dont want to hurt u baby Girl: *thinks* omg i hope he doesnt break up with me... I love him so much Boy: baby are you there?? Girl: yea im here wut is so important?? Boy: im not sure if i should say Girl: well u already brought it up, so please just tell me. Boy: im leaving.... Girl: baby wut are u talking about?? I dont want u to leave me, i love you Boy: not like that, i mean im moving far away Girl: why? All of ur famliy lives over here. Boy: well my father is sending me away to a boarding skool far away. Girl: i cant believe this. [FATHER: (picks up tha other fone, interrupts & yells furiously) ERiKA, wat did i tell you about talking to boys?!!!!!....Get off the damn fone!! (And hangs up)] Boy: wow ur father sounds really mad Girl: u know how he gets, but anywayz i dont want you to go Boy: would you run away with me? Girl: baby, u know i would, i would do anything for u, but i cant... U dont know wut would happen if i did. My dad would kill me !! Boy: *sad* its ok i understand i guess.. Girl: *thinking* i cant believe wuts going on Boy: i need to give u sumthing 2nite b/c i am leaving on flight 1-80 in tha morning, so i need to see you now. Girl: ok i will sneak out & meet u at tha park Boy: ok ill meet u there in 20min [They meet at a nearby park, they both hug eachother. And he gives her a note.] Boy: here u go, this is for you i gotta go. Girl: ****tear (begins to cry) Boy: baby dont cry, u know i love you...but i have 2 go Girl: ok (begins to walk away) [They both go back home. And erika begins to read tha letter he gave her] It says..... Erika, U probably already know that im leaving, i knew this would be better if i wrote a letter explaining tha truth about how much i care about you. The truth is, is that i never loved you, i hated you so much, u are my bitch and dont u ever forget that. I never cared about you, and never wanted to talk to you, n be around u. U really have no clue how much i hate you. Now that im leaving i thought u should know that i hate you bitch, u never did tha right thing, and u were never there. I didnt think i could hate someone as much as i hate you. And i never want to see you, for the rest of my life, i will never miss kissing you like before, i never want to cuddle up, how we used to. I will not miss you and thats a promise. U never had my love, and i want you to remember that. Bitch u keep this letter bcuz this may be tha last thing u have from me. Fuck, I hate you so much. i will not talk to you soon bitch.... Goodbye - Ricardo [ erika begins to cry, she throws tha paper in tha garbage & crys for hours ] ....A day passes, she is sad, depressed and she feels so lonely.... Then she gets a fone call.... Friend: how are u feeling? Girl: i just cant believe this happend i thought he loved me. Friend: o, about that. Ricardo left me a msg. A few days ago. He told me to tell u to look in ur jacket pocket or something... Girl: ummm ok [She finds a piece of paper in tha jacket, It says...] Baby i hope u find this before u read my letter. I knew ur dad might read it, so i switched a few words... Hate = Love Never = Alwayz Bitch = Baby Will not= will ........ I hope u didnt take that seriously because i love you with all my heart, and it was so hard to let you go thats y i wanted u to run away with me...-Ricardo] Girl: omg its a letter, Ricardo does love me!!, he must of slipped it into my pocket when he hugged me. I cant believe how stupid I am!! Friend: lol ok but i g2g... Call me later Girl: *happy*ok bye, i'll be at home waiting for my baby to call me !! ...... Erika turns the T.V. on...... [Breaking news] "An airplane has crashed. Over 47 young boys died, we are still searching for Survivors...This is a tragedy we will never forget, this plane was flight 1-80...it was on its way to an all boys boarding school..." Reporter says. [ she turns off the tv....3 days later, she kills herself, because of tha fact that Ricardo wa dead & she had nothing to Live for... ] ....A day after that the fone rings. Nobody answers. It was Ricardo, he called to leave a msg. "Its Ricardo, i guess ur not home so, I called 2 let u know that im alive, i missed my flight b/c i had 2 see u one last time. So i hope ur not worried. I am staying for good. Sorry if u got scared, i promise 2 make it up 2 ueverything will be a be ok i love you so much...call me asap bye! Boy: Where were you last night? Girl: I was at my grandmothers helping her around the house Boy: Why didnt you fuckin call me? Girl: Baby Im sorry i lost track of time Boy: Not as sorry as your going to be bitch (the boy grabs her by the hair and slams her to the ground) Girl: Please baby stop im sorry Boy: Kicks her in the face and then the ribs and says I called your fuckin grandmothers house you were not fuckin there you lying peice of shit Girl: Wait stop please let me... Boy: Steps on her throat and says Shut the fuck up bitch. Get's over the top of her and takes his penis out. Girl: No baby please Stop please Boy: I said shut the fuck up and he spit in her face. He then pins her down with her hands above her head, and he penetrates her Girl: Please stop your hurting me please. She starts to scream and tries to get away Boy: Bitch if you don't shut up I swear to god ill kill you after a few minutes he finishes and removes the rest of her clothes and pushes her out in the snow, saying stay away from here you nasty bitch. Girl: Crying and sobbing she takes out a Rolex watch and says today is Christmas I was just getting your gift. She gets in her car, she gets home and takes a long shower.... Two months later she goes to apply for a job and has to take a drug test. The boss comes out and says i have news for you your not on drugs, but you are pregnant. The girl begins to cry and drives home she decides to call the boy but, he doesn't answer....... 6 months later she is almost nine months pregnant and the phone rings its the boy Girl: I missed you so much i have news for you I?m pregnant and its your baby! Boy: Really well................................. Look you nasty bitch that is not my baby get the fuck over me i hate your guts you are a nasty whore fuck you never call me again... oh yeah, and i never loved you, you were just another piece of ass. The boy hangs up. Girl: I think its finally over she calls her mom.... Mom: Hi Baby. How are you? Girl: I?m fine how are you? Mom: Good Girl: Mom I was calling you to tell you that i love you okay Mom: I love you to baby. Do you think you are coming over today? Girl: Nah i think I?m just going to take a long nap Mom: Okay, bye then baby, sleep tight Girl: I will mom goodnight. Hangs up. Mom realizes its only nine am and has a bad feeling she drives over to her daughters house opens the door and sees her daughter hanging from the ceiling fan, her wrists are cut and she?s not breathing she is rushed to the hospital. The baby is saved............................................................................................ 15 years later the baby, all grown now, kills her father, the man that conceived her and raped her mother and then kills herself. It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together. I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling. All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him. I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart. Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me. I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore. Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together. One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him? I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a diary that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written. The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart. my mom only had one eye.. i hated the fact that i had to be stuck with a retard for a mother. i hated her... she was such an embarressment.. my mom ran a small shop at a flea market. she collected little weeds and such to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an embarressment. there was this one day during elementary school.. it was field day, and my mom came. i was so embarressed. how could she do this to me? i threw her a hateful look and ran out. the next day at school... "your mom's a retard with one eye?!?!" ..and they taunted me. i wished that my mom would just dissappear from this world so i said to my mom, "mom.. why dont you have the other eye?! if you're only gonna make me a laughingstock, why dont you just die?!!!" my mom did not respond.. i guess i felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think that i had said what i'd wanted to say all this time.. maybe it was because my mom hadnt punished me, but i didnt think that i had hurt her feelings very badly. that night... i woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water. my mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that she might wake me. i took a look at her, then turned away. because of the thing i had said to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my heart. even so, i hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. so i told myself that i would grow up and become successful. cause i hated my one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty.. then i studied real hard. i left my mother and came to Seoul and studied, and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence i had. then, i got married. i bought a house of my own. then i had kids, too.. now i'm living happily as a successful man. i like it here because it's a place that doesnt remind me of my mom. this happiness was getting bigger and bigger, when.. "what?!" "who's this?!" ...it was my mother... ..still with her one eye. it felt as if the whole sky was falling apart on me. my daughter ran away, scared of my mom's eye. and i asked her, "who are you?!" "i dont know you!!!" as if trying to make that real. i screamed at her," how dare you come to my house and scare my daughter!" "GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!" and to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, i'm so sorry. i may have gotten the wrong address," and she dissappeared out of sight. thank good ness... she doesnt recognize me.. i was quite relieved. i told myself that i wasnt going to care, or think about this for the rest of my life. then a wave of relief came upon me... one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. so, lying to my wife that i was going on a business trip, i went. after the reunion, i went down to the old shack, that i used to call a house...just out of curiosity there, i found my mother fallen on the cold ground. but i did not shed a single tear. she had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a letter to me. my son... i think my life has been long enough now.. and... i wont visit Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if i wanted you to come visit me once in a while? i miss you so much.. and i was so glad when i heard you were coming for the reunion. but i decided not to go to the school. ...for you... and i'm sorry that i only have one eye, and i was an embarressment for you. you see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost your eye. as a mom, i couldnt stand watching you having to grow up with only one eye... so i gave you mine... i was so proud of my son that was seeing a whole new wolrd for me, in my place, with that eye. i was never upset at you for anything you did.. the couple times that you were angry with me,.. i thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me..' my son... oh, my son... i dont want you to cry for me, because of my death. please dont cry.... my son, i love you so much. something gripped the corner of my heart. and tears were flowing from the eye that my mother had given me.. my mom... my loving mom... such simple words as 'i love you', that i never told her... such simple things as buying my mom a dinner. such simple things as buying her pretty clothes... that i never did... and still, my mom loved me til her very end.... im sorry.. it wasnt my mom that was the retard with one eye... it was me, that.... all these things i realized too late... mother, please forgive me... mother, im sorry... im so sorry..... and the words i never got around to telling you,.... i love you. ...i love you mom.... --PART I-- Well Jules was just a normal 13 year old. She had walked the halls of school everyday not really even noticing him. his name was Shawn. He was tall and the normal "lead you on" guy. He surley notcied Jules though.He didnt know her name though. he smiled at her everyday and stared at her trying to make their eyes meet. Still not knowing her name. Well Jules was in a relatoinship with someone named Scott. He was a Jerk but Jules still REALLY liked him a lot. Scott never really cared though. but she did. So one day after school Jay (Shawns friend) caught Shawn staring at Jules who had her arms around Scott. "Dude...why are you all dozed off...c'mon..let's go!"Jay exclaimed. "Sry man i was just thinkin..les get outa here." So they went back to Jay's place and Jay called up Jules. They were talking a while and then Jay had to go do somethin for his mom so he put Shawn on the phone with Jules until he got back. "Hello? whos this?" Shawn asked. "This is Jules. Who's this?". "Shawn," he said. They talked for a long time. This continued everyday, they talked for hours! they didnt even know wat eachother looked like but from talking on the phone everyday for three weeks they became the best of friends. Shawn watched Jules standing by the benches in front of the school. Still not knowing that this was the girl he shared many secrets with. Then Jules best friend by the name on Gwen came over " Jules..Hey girl! wassup?". Then all of a sudden Shawns eyes lit up could this be the girl whom i talk on the phone with everyday?! He went up behind her and tapped her on the shoulder then turned away quikly pretending not to do anything. "How Rude and Annoying.." she said. She called Shawn that night. "I know who you are and wat you look like.."said Shawn. "Ur the guy who tapped me on the shoulder!!"she laughed in embarrassment and exitment. All of a sudden she started crying like the world had just ended. "Hey now don't cry wats wrong? r u ok? it will be ok..wats wrong?" he asked in a caring tone of voice. "Its Scott and me he...he...he broke up with me.." she said with tears falling down her face. He comforted her..she felt a whole lot better and realized Scott wasnt worth her time anyways. She finally realized something else...she liked Shawn!! Shawn liked Jules a whole lot also...its like they were a match made in heaven...or so it seemed. --PART II-- Well they obviously were going to become boyfriend and girlfriend it was only a matter of time...and time went by fast. Before they knew it they were holding hands. Then he kissed her one night while walking her home from the movies. That was his first kiss. He realized now that he loved her and could never take his eyes off her and needed her so much. Some would say "they are to young to have these feelings" o but these feelings were true. And one day he whispered in her ear the three specail words that can mean everything. "I Love You". she said it back. Well 6 months past they were both now in highschool he was a Sophmore and she was a Freshman. Things began to change though they started to begin to get into little fights..that grew and grew..day after day. "Hey babe..im so sry for those little silly fights you know they dont mean a thing I promise i will love you forever know matter wat...i couldnt imagine my life without you in it." She smiled they kissed it was better...then it got worse..the glow she saw in his eyes before began to fade and become cold. Now when she looked at him she couldnt help but smile then frown and become sad. "What happened? Why has it become this way..i love him i truley do.." tears began falling down her cheeks. He began not to call her, talk to her, kiss her, hold her hand, he now chose his friends over her. She cryed so much thinking about the times they shared. When they used to hold hands, kiss, say i love you, say the sweetest things to eachother, call eachother and talk for hours, and share secrets so deep they couldnt even trust there best of friends. Well time passed were she thought he didnt even notice her anymore. But she wouldnt..couldnt..let go of him no matter how hard she tried dhe loved him so much..and those tears that she cried every single day..were for him..because of him.. --Part III-- Two years later when he had graduated from high school and she was still a somphmore.. they were still together..something must be keeping them together. There were days when she thought of leaving him but then she thought of how much more painful life would be without him in it. One day he picked her upfrom school again (like always) and she had a couple tears falling down her face. " Shit wats wrong now..you crying agian..wat the fuck is wrong..can't you ever smile?" he said without even a hint of care in his voice. She didnt say a word. He just dropped her off at her house and then hit the gas and drove away. This was happening day after day..week after week..tear after tear..then three months later he picked her up from school. She started crying agin out of the blue. :He stopped the car. "Damnit y the fuck are you crying again.. ur pissing me off..stop the fucking tears and shutup..know one wants to hear you fucking whining like a baby you baby. so shutup!" she cryed harder. All of a sudden he heard the loudest noise he ever heard..BAM-BANG-..Jules had been shot..underneath the arm and on her shoulder...she lie there gasping for air..Shawn jumped out of the car and ran to the passenger side and pulled her out with her in his arms lying there on the sidewalk. "Someone call fucking 911!!" he shouted. "fucking call 911!!!" he shouted again. "Im so sry for watever i did to make us wrong," Jules whispered gasping for a breath. "It wasnt you im so sry idk wat came over me. im so sry babe ima make it up to you i promise..just dont leave me here like this...he said he was sry about a thousand times..she said i love you..he whispered dont go..God dont take her from me now..please lord please..he begged. Then she said we will be together like we said..in a matter of time we will be together..it just taked time..and time passes by fast..dont worry honey..it will be ok ..Jules said and those were her last words..."I LOVE YOU! and will forever because i promised.." he yelled out tears running down his face..these tears lasted and lasted...and made up for the ones she had cried all those days of her life.. So hold on to your loved ones and be faithful to them all the days of your life because you never know what could happen to them..any split second they could be gone.. Jane is a typical college girl who enjoys life to the fullest. She loves her boyfriend so much and texts him every now and then. Mark is Jane's boyfriend who works in a call center in Los Angeles. He's always busy doing so many things. He only manage to reply to Jane's texts when he got off from work. One time mark receive a message from jane : "hi baby! how are you? i miss you! call my house when u get home..take care! i love you!" Mark ignored the message because he always receive the same message whenever it is time for him to go home from work. "Baby, i miss you..did u eat yet?! take care when you get home! ill be waiting for your call..i love you!" "Baby, where are you?! its unfair that you dont reply to my texts... well, im just gonna wait for your call..i love you!" Mark reaches home and lay on his bed. The last time he knew is that he's reading Jane's text. He was so tired he fall asleep and wasn't able to return jane's call. He can still hear his phone beeps but he's too tired to take a glimpse on the message. When he woke up the next day, he remembers that he needs to call Jane. He ignored the messages and dialed Jane's .. No one's answering in her house. He called up her cellphone and he was surprised that her father answered the call. In his voice you can feel his tears and hear his heart tearing apart. "Mark, why havent you called?. Jane was waiting for your call all night!" "Dad, Im sorry. i fell asleep being so tired from work... i was calling ur house but no one was answering. where are you? so i can come over." "Just meet me at jane's house." Mark went to Jane's house and much to his surprised he saw a lot of people inside. The house were so lighted but you can see the gloom on every person you'll meet there. He was greeted by Jane's mom on tears. She hug him tight and cried on his shoulders. "Jane was waiting for you. She didnt come with us because she was waiting for your call. She was killed by robbers that broke in our house. Shes gone, Mark. She's gone." "Thats impossible..she texted me..how could this happen!" Mark can't look who's inside the coffin. He can't move and it feels like his whole body is stuck on the chair hes seating on. He wanted to cry but it seems that something is blocking his tears to fall down. He turned to his phone and read the messages of Jane. "Baby, im not coming with my mom and dad..im just gonna wait for your call..." "Baby..im so scared... it seems like theres someone downstairs.. please call me now!" "Babe..someones here..they might kill me..please call me now, where are you? i need you here..." "Baby.... I love you!..." He wanted to shout and cry so loud. It's true that Jane is waiting for his call. Up to her last breath she only thinks about him. He stared at Jane inside the coffin. Suddenly tears starts flowing down his cheeks. He can't say anything. The only words he uttered... "My baby, i'm so sorry! I could have known, I could have fought for you! i'm really sorry! I love you so much!" In kindergarten your idea of a good friend was the person who let you have the red crayon when all that was left was the ugly black one. In first grade your idea of a good friend was the person who went to the bathroom with you and held your hand as you walked through the scary halls. In second grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you stand up to the class bully. In third grade your idea of a good friend was the person who shared their lunch with you when you forgot yours on the bus. In fourth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who was willing to switch square dancing partners in gym so you wouldn't have to be stuck do-si-do-ing with Nasty Nick or Smelly Susan. In fifth grade your idea of a friend was the person who saved a seat on the back of the bus for you. In sixth grade your idea of a friend was the person who went up to Nick or Susan, your new crush, and asked them to dance with you, so that if they said no you wouldn't have to be embarrassed. In seventh grade your idea of a friend was the person who let you copy the social studies homework from the night before that you had. In eighth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pack up your stuffed animals and old baseball but didn't laugh at you when you finished and broke out into tears. In ninth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who would go to a party thrown by a senior so you wouldn't wind up being the only freshman there. In tenth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who changed their schedule so you would have someone to sit with at lunch. In eleventh grade your idea of a good friend was the person who gave you rides in their new car, convinced your parents that you shouldn't be grounded, consoled you when you broke up with Nick or Susan, and found you a date to the prom. In twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you pick out a college/university, assured you that you would get into that college/university, helped you deal with your parents who were having a hard time adjusting to the idea of letting you go... At graduation your idea of a good friend was the person who was crying on the inside but managed the biggest smile one could give as they congratulated you. The summer after twelfth grade your idea of a good friend was the person who helped you clean up the bottles from that party, helped you sneak out of the house when you just couldn't deal with your parents, assured you that now that you and Nick or you and Susan were back together, you could make it through anything, helped you pack up for university and just silently hugged you as you looked through blurry eyes at 18 years of memories you were leaving behind, and finally on those last days of childhood, went out of their way to give you reassurance that you would make it in college as well as you had these past 18 years, and most importantly sent you off to college knowing you were loved. Now, your idea of a good friend is still the person who gives you the better of the two choices, holds your hand when you're scared, helps you fight off those who try to take advantage of you, thinks of you at times when you are not there, reminds you of what you have forgotten, helps you put the past behind you but understands when you need to hold on to it a little longer, stays with you so that you have confidence, goes out of their way to make time for you, helps you clear up your mistakes, helps you deal with pressure from others, smiles for you when they are sad, helps you become a better person, and most importantly loves you! 10th grade - As I sat there in English class, I stared at the girl next to me. She was my so called "best friend". I stared at her long, silky hair, and wished she was MINE. But she didn't think of me like that, and I knew it. After class, she walked up to me and asked me for the notes she had missed the day before and I handed them to her. She said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I wanted to tell her, I WANT her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. 11th grade - The phone rang. On the other end, it was her. She was in tears, mumbling on and on about how her love had broke her heart. She asked me to come over because she didn't want to be ALONE, so I did. As I sat next to her on the sofa, I stared at her soft eyes, wishing she was MINE. After 1 hour, two Drew Barrymore movies, and three bags of chips, she decided to go to sleep. She looked at me, said "thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I WANT her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Senior year - The day before prom she walked to my locker. "My date is sick" she said; "he's not going to go." I didn't have a date, and in 7th grade, we made a promise that if neither of us had dates, we would go together just as "best friends". So we DID. Prom night, after EVERYTHING was over, I was standing at her front door step! I stared at her as she smiled at me and stared at me with her crystal eyes. I want her to be mine, but she doesn’t think of me like that, and I KNOW it. Then she said "I had the best time, thanks!" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I WANT her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Graduation Day - A day passed, then a week, then a month. Before I could blink, it was graduation day. I watched as her perfect body floated like an angel up on stage to get her diploma. I wanted her to be MINE, but she didn't think of me like that, and I knew it. Before everyone went home, she came to me in her smock and hat, and cried as I hugged her. Then she lifted her head from my shoulder and said, "you're my best friend, thanks" and gave me a kiss on the cheek. I want to tell her, I WANT her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. A Few Years Later - Now I SIT in the pews of the church. That girl is getting married now. I watched her say "I do" and drive off to her new life, married to another man. I wanted her to be MINE, but she didn`t see me like that, and I knew it. But before she drove away, she came to me and said "You came!". She said "thanks" and kissed me on the cheek. I want to tell her, I WANT her to know that I don't want to be just friends, I love her but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. Funeral - YEARS passed, I looked down at the coffin of a girl who used to be my "best friend". At the service, they read a diary entry she had WROTE in her high school years. This is what it read: I stare at him wishing he was MINE, but he doesn't think of me like that, and I know it. I want to tell him, I want him to KNOW that I don't want to be just friends, I LOVE him but I'm just too shy, and I don't know why. I wished he would tell me he LOVED me! I wish I did too... I thought to MYSELF, and I cried. Derick and Lily are sitting alone in the park one night. Derick: I guess we are the left overs in this world Lily: I think so .. all of my friends have boyfriends and we are the only the 2 people left in this world without any special person in our lives Derick: Yup, I don't know what to do Lily: I know! We'll play a game Derick: What game? Lily: I'll be your girlfriend for 30 days and you will be my boyfriend Derick: That's a great plan, in fact i don't have anything to do much for the following few weeks DAY 1: They watch their first movie and they both are touched by the romantic film DAY 4: They went go to the beach and have a picnic Derick and Lily have their quality time together DAY 12: Derick invited Lily to a circus and they ride through a Horror House Lily was scared and she thought she touched Derick's hand but she actually touched someone else's hand they both laughed DAY 15: They saw a fortune teller down the road, and they asked for their future advice. The fortune teller said: "My darlings, please don't waste the time of your life. spend the rest of your time together, happily." Then tears flow out from the teller's eyes DAY 20: Lily invited Derick to go to the hill and they saw a meteor Lily mumbled something DAY 28: They sat on the bus, and because of a bumpy road Lily gave her first kiss to Derick by accident DAY 29: 11:37 pm: Lily and Derick sat in the park where they first decided to play this game Derick: I'm tired Lily...Do you want anything to drink? I'll buy you one.. I'll just go down the road Lily: An Apple Juice, that's all thank you Derick: Wait for me 20 mins later A stranger approached Lily Stranger: Are you a friend of Derick? Lily: Yes, why? What happened? Stranger: A reckless drunk driver ran over Derick, he is in critical condition in the hospital 11:57 pm The doctor walked out of the emergency room he handed Lily an apple juice and a letter Doctor: We found this in Derick's pocket Lily reads the letter and it says: Lily, These past few weeks, I realized you are a really cute girl, and I am really falling for you Your cherished smile, your everything, when we played this game Before this game would end I would like you to be my girlfriend for the rest of my life I love you Lily Lily crumpled up the paper and shouted: "Derick! I don't want you to die I love you .. Remember that night when we saw a meteor I mumbled something I mumbled that I wish we would be together forever and that we would never have to end this game. Please don't leave me Derick .. I love you! You can't do this to me!" Then the clock strikes 12 .. Derick's heart stoped pumping..It was the 30th day

There was a girl I used to know, but I haven't seen her in a while. she was beautiful, smart, confident, free-spirited. she could turn an uneasy silence into a conversation. she could turn tears into laughter, her bright eyes could light up a room & give comfort & hope. she could make you smile just like that, & she could even make you cry, just like that. she felt like she could change the world, paint it different colors. she could conquer anything. she believed in fairy tales, dreams, & love. until that day, when he took his love away. her smiled faded & turned to tears, & now that the tears have run dry she feels empty. lonely, even though she's not alone. her pride has faded, her hope seems lost. she doubts herself, no longer feels worthy or beautiful. now the silence is her own. her eyes have dulled, her laugh is forever changed. the colors she tries to paint are now dried up & gray. her dreams have disappeared, her fairy tale is just a memory that's long gone. all cus he took his love away. I miss that girl, I wonder if she'll ever be the same? If every word I said could make you love me I'd talk forever. Tell me i'm wrong when i say i can't expect you to spend forever with me. i live for that single moment sometimes goodbyes really DO mean forever Girls.Ladies.Sisters This is to the ones who have always been there when the world shut me out. This is to the ones who cared. Memories.Tears.Phone Calls No one can replace the times we've had and what we have been through. I Love you.Best Friends.Forever once in a lifetime you find your reason for living, you find the one who makes your every dream come true I could search forever & noone else would do, because 0NCE in a lifetime - - you find someone like you So it's not gonna be easy. It's gonna be really hard. We're gonna have to work at this every day, but I want to do that because I want you. I want all of you, forever, you and me, every day. -The Notebook. after all is said & done, i still think you're amazing. ...i still cherish every moment i spent with you, every smile you brought to my face. i'll be forever thankful that someone like You was brought into my life, even if you had to be taken away too soon .. see, you were my miracle ..you were the fairytale that i got to live. even if we never talk again _ please remember that i am forever changed by who you are & what you meant to me i want to be with him forever... but forever isn't long enough I wrote your name in the sand but the waves washed it away, I wrote your name on my hand but I washed it the next day, I wrote your name on a paper but I accidentally threw it away, I wrote your name in my heart and forever it will stay. CrAzY days, screwed up nights, tons of crushes and stupid fights, secrets we'll always keep, pictures we'll forever save, through thick and thin, always TRUE, i dunno where i'd be without you 

With tears in her eyes, you asked her how she gets threw so much pain.And she looked at her best friend who was standing next to her, then she Simply said? "her" Friends forever, you promised, together till the end we did everything with eachother, you were my best friend.When i was sad you were by my side, when i was scared you felt my fear. You were my best support--if i needed you you were there.You were the greatest frined, you always knew what to say,You made everything seem better, as long as we had eachother everything was going to be okay. But somewhere along the line, we slowly came apart, i was here you were there, it tore a whole right through my heart.Things were changing our cheerful music reversed it tune,it was like having slat without pepper, a sun without a moon. Suddenly we were miles apart two different people with nothing the same,It was as if we hadn't been friends, although we knew in our hearts neither of us was to blame.You had made many new friends and luckily so had i, But that didn't change the hurt--the loss of our friendship made me cry. As we grow older, things must change, but that doesn't mean they have to end, even though its differnt now, you will always be my f r i e n d When everything gets tough, it's good to see who your real friends are and see who will stick behind your back, no matter what. don`t waste your time worry`n about boys . boys will come & go. don`t waste your time caring about the people who don`t like you , chances are you don`t like them either . don`t waste your time worry`n if people are talk`n about you . you affect`d their lives , they didn`t affect yours . waste your time with friends , live for the moment , laugh often , be immature , do anything & everything . if it`s something you`ll regret in the morning , sleep late & wen you wake up , laugh about it , because your friends are wat matter most . wen you have your friends ... you have everything && he completes her a lover but also a best friend i'm prefectly fine being his friend well i'm also a perfect liar We've never kissed ;; never gone out we might not even be friends yet i still love you with all my heart isn't it funny how they always want to be friends right after they break your heart. it's over theres nothing you can do nothing you can say to keep me here it's over you say we're just friends we're playing pretend to keep me here G O A H E A D be jealous because you know you can't have my best friends A friend is one who knows us, but loves us anyway it all just hits so close to home, we all got friends but we stand alone. thats what best friends do. they tell you how much this boy will brake your heart. And when he finally does, shes still going to be the first one you call. Even her friends don't know her she's a question without answers When did your smile become so fake? When did the happiness begin to fade away? When did you become worthless? When was it exactly that you started to break The words you scribbled on the walls, with the loss of friends you didn't have. I'll call you when the time is right. Are you in or are you out? For them all to know. Bye bye beautiful, don't bother to write. Besides, even good girls have secrets, ones even their best friends must guess. who do they turn to on lonely moon-shadowed sidewalks? we are who we were when could've been lovers but at least you're still my day late friend she fooled all of her friends into thinking she's so strong but she still sleeps with the light on When everything gets lonely I can be my own best friend i look in your eyes &im not sure friendship is all i see. Our broken hearts have failed to mend Makeout kids never had the chance to be best friends So thank you friends for the time we shared My love stays with you like sunlight and air I'll be your friend in hell, until then I despise you. And I probably always will. Here's to you, my best friend. Just wanted to say that I miss having you around. Steal a kiss yet call us friends I'd love to hear them confess from diapers to thongs. from scraped knees to broken hearts. from tea parties to formal. from cooties to hickeys. from barney to laguna beach. from bows to eyeliner. from limited 2 to hollister. from A to Z. youve been by my side helping me through everything lots of people want to ride with you in the limo but what you want is someone who will take the bus with you when the limo breaks down People are always like jeeze you guys are never apart. . . I'm like No Shit bitch. . . we Share A fuckin Heart!! YOU DON'T GO TO HIGH SCHOOL TO FIND YOU HUSBAND >> YOU GO TO FiND YOUR BRiDESMAiDS I know that there are some things you just CAN?T change, i know that there are some situations where apologies hold no bearings, i know that hurt feelings build walls, i know that some people connect once and are bonded for a lifetime, i know that in a different time and place we were those people, i know that being "friends again" can be more difficult than not speaking AT ALL, i know that twists of fate bring people together and sometimes "everything happens for a reason" breaks them apart, i know that i?ll NEVER forget you, for you will ALWAYS have a place in my heart* When I think of all the times we've shared from the silly to the sad You've been the greatest friend to me through good times and through bad. We love to get crazy from time to time, that's what friends are supposed to do But when times get rough there is never a doubt that I can count on you. We have the kind of friendship that endures til the very end Because I can't imagine my life without you- My Best and Forever Friend I love you. And not in a friendly way, although I think we're great friends. And not in a misplaced affection, puppy dog way, although I'm sure that's what you'll call it. And it's not because you are unattainable. I love you. Very simple, very truly. You're the epitome of every attribute and quality that I've ever looked for in another person. I know you think of me as just a friend, and crossing that line is the furthest thing from an option you'd even consider. But I had to say it, I can't take this anymore. I can't stand next to you without wanting to hold you. I can't look into your eyes without feeling that longing you only read about in trashy romance novels. I can't talk to you without wanting to express my love for everything you are. I know this will probably queer our friendship-no pun intended-but I had to say it, because I've never felt this way before and I like who I am because of it. And if bringing it to light means we can't hang out anymore than that hurts me. But I couldn't allow another day to go by without getting it out there, regardless of the outcome, which by the look on your face, is to be the inevitable shoot-down. And I'll accept that. But I know some part of you is hesitating for a moment, and if there is a moment of hesitation, that means you feel something too. All I ask is that you not dismiss that-at least for ten seconds-and try to dwell in it. there isn't another soul on this fucking planet who's ever made me half the person I am when I'm with you and I would risk this friendship for the chance to take it to the next plateau. Because it's there between you and me, you can't deny that. And even if we never speak again after tonight, please know that I'm forever changed because of who you are and what you've meant to me... Me & her, weve been through it all from our dilemmas big & small. No matter what happens youre my best friend because nothing & no one could make our friendship end. joke me something awful just like kisses on the necks of "just friends" If I only had one friend left I'd want it to be you. Someone who understands me & knows me inside out, helps me keep it together & believes me without a doubt Me & her, weve been through it all from our dilemmas big & small. No matter what happens youre my best friend because nothing & no one could make our friendship end. I was never really your girlfriend but i was never really just your friend. I would sneak out to see you. I would hug and kiss you and think about you every other minute. Late night calls and I love yous. Its not like that anymore, not since she came into the picture. Now you want nothing to do with me, but it hurts me so much. I'm growing up again.. i'm learning to accept that all good things must come to an end. I'm growing up again.. i'm trying to understand what it's like to let go of a friend and it's like...i've come to the point where i can't even think about you without getting my heart broken and it's not that i'm just a friend that breaks my heart, it's that, sometimes, i'm not even that meeting you was fate becoming your friend was a choice but falling in love with you was beyond my control you're not my friend. friends don't look at each other like we do now And here we are again, more then friends, but less then lovers. It seems we go here way too often. And on somedays were nothing short of being in love, besides the commitment, but on others were nothing short of being the worst of enemies, besides the longing deep inside us to just be where we are right now. If this is what you want, to just stay here, then lets just freeze time, because we both know time is the only thing that keeps this cycle of love and hate going. And sometimes love is nothing short of what its made out to be, but as for us, were like a love story without the happy ending, or for that matter, without an ending at all, just one that seems to keep repeating itself. And if you just want to keep this cycle going, I'm not sure if I've got the heart, one strong enough to bare all the pain then love then pain, but we both know very well that nothing could stop this cycle. Its like one of those movies, when you're watching you think of how it's all not fair, he loves her but she doesn't love him, she loves him but he doesn't love her, then they both love each other but neither of them know it. In some sick sort of way, we both know we're meant to be, because throughout all this love and hate drama, we've both loved each other somehow this whole time. And well, I couldn't tell you why, but I'd never change what we have, whatever you may call it, for anything in this world. i miss my old friend... the one everyone looked up to. the one who i could talk to about anything. the one i had so much fun hanging out with. the one ill always be there for. the one i pray for every single night. if i wake up tomorrow and you're still just my friend i'll stay up until 11:11 & make my wish again i was never really our girlfriend.. but i was never really your friend. i would sneak out to see you, i would hug and kiss u and think about youu every other minute. late night calls and i love you's. it's not like that anymore I?ve learned when you grow away from your friends you always find yourself hanging on to the one time you can remember you were all happy. in high school there is never just one romance. you will always want the things or guys you can`t have. people WiLL hurt you even if they might not mean to. kisses are not contracts & they don`t mean forever. just because people say i love you doesn`t mean that they do. long glances are twice as better than short. learning to forgive & forget is one of life`s many virtues. laugh when you fight for dumb reasons. always try to spend quality time with friends. go to sleep with a clear mind. .you`ll sleep better. the guy who loves you the most usually doesn`t have to say it because you can just feel it when he`s around. is it possible to be friends with someone you once loved ? some say yes, some say no. i think it depends on how much you loved them. if someone loves you, that doesn`t mean they`ll never hurt you. nothing can make you stay & nothing can make you leave. the heart only loves what it likes & hates what it doesn`t. when you think about him, is all you can do is remember your past ? or is all you can do is think about your future ? learning to forgive yourself after a mistake is always going to be hard. telling you one thing & doing another is wrong. no matter how many times you look back, never regret what you did. a part of me will always be with you. the heart is forever inexperienced, although it can be broken it keeps beating just the same. we love being in love & that`s the truth. to love is to admire with the heart. to admire is to love with the mind. the head never rules the heart, it just becomes it`s partner in crime. we know things better through love than knowledge. people who do not take chances or risks limit themseleves. people who say dreams never come true, never have had one that did. sometimes it takes a twist of fate to make a miracle. i don`t know whether to love you or hate you. a friend is a friend. . a lover is a lover. . being both just becomes too complicated. sometimes the best things in life really are free. breaking up is harder to do the longer you wait. love that we cannot have is the one that lasts the longests, hurts the deepest & feels the strongest. no one has even loved anyone. . the way everyone wants to be loved. we all want to be in love for the simple reason that it is the one experience that makes us feel like we truly belong. when you fall too fast you get burned. the hardest part of learning a love lesson is the part where you have to walk away. he may be perfect but he is human. a smile can change everything, a kiss can`t cure everything, & i`m sorry won`t work forever. a phone call has the power to make or break you. sometimes you just gotta go. sometimes you gotta call a past to help a future. it is possible to fall for someone. . no matter how quick you fall. there is pain no matter what. . the pain that comes before the love or the pain that comes when it`s all over. i still love you, i just don`t know what you are now. i love you, you change me. you love me, i change you. therefore you & i will never fully know each other because we are always changing one another. i feel so alive cause someone like you found me & suddenly nothing is the same 'dance in the pouring rain, 'hold someone's hand, 'comfort a friend, pig out, fall asleep watching the sun come up, stay ;; up ;; late, be a flirt, smile until your face hurts, don't be afraid to take chances, fall in `love, live in the moment A Simple Friend has never seen you cry. A Real Friend has shoulders soggy from your tears. A Simple Friend doesn`t know your parent`s first names. A Real Friend has their phone numbers in their cell phone. A Simple Friend brings a bottle of wine to your party. A Real Friend comes early to help you cook and stays late to help you clean. A Simple Friend hates it when you call after he/she has gone to bed. A Real Friend asks you why you took so long to call. A Simple Friend seeks to talk with you about your problems. A Real Friend seeks to help you with your problems. A Simple Friend wonders about your romantic history. A Real Friend could blackmail you with it. A Simple Friend, when visiting, acts like a guest. A Real Friend opens your refrigerator and helps himself. A Simple Friend thinks the friendship is over when you have an argument. A Real Friend knows that it`s not a friendship until after you`ve had a fight. A Simple Friend expects you to always be there for them. A Real Friend expects to always be there for you! a true friend is a person who is there for u through thick & thin. They don?t judge you by the clothes you wear, or the size of ur house. They love you no matter what. They are a shoulder to cry on, or a partner to laugh with. They stand by you in ur times of need & listen when you are excited. They know every little thing about you. They stand up for you when others don?t I haven't quite recovered from being your friend it takes so much out of me cause I want you more but then I realize we're not meant to be not even in the least but I've fallen for you anyway maybe one day down the road you'll know you were my crush but knowing that would seperate us and mess our friendship up so now I'll sit here in the shadows while others come and go feeling all these things for you and wishing you could know I dreamed of a wedding. Elaborate elegance. A church filled with flowers and friends. I asked him what kind of wedding he wished for, and he replied -- " One that would make you my wife. But Boy, Your just not worth it anymore. because you don't look at me in that just friends kind of way... it`s like we`re more than `just friends` but less than lovers Boys will break your heart, friends will betray you, parents will seem too strict, and life might annoy you, but you should always remember that there's a purpose for these things to happen to us. So keep your head up and your spirits high because if you don't, life will just pass you by he's my best friend you know..the kind where at the end of the day i love to come home and talk to him the kind where i long for the weekend so i can see him. he's more than my best friend he's my world It tears me apart inside to no longer call you a friend To his friends he said..'just another white lie...it wont hurt anyone...' & as she stood around the corner she whispered...'just another heartbreak...one that will keep me crying at night...& hiding it during the day with another little white lie Wearing your black eye like a badge of honor Soaking in sympathy from friends who never loved you nearly half as much as me But sometimes, I still think of you. And I just wanted to, just wanted you to know. My old friend.. I swear I never meant for this. I never meant.. Don't look at me that way, it was an honest mistake listen to your friends when they tell you he's a bad thing. because they can see what you refuse not to It's amazing when two strangers become the best of friends, but its sad when the best of friends become two strangers. its funny how you can grow away from your friends. when just a few years ago..they were the most important people in your life Sometimes you sit and think, and wonder if he can see it in your eyes. Can he tell that you still love him? That there's nothing you would rather think about then the times he hugged you? Can he see the tears? Cause they sure are there...deep down, sure enough, along with the pain and loneliness that you bury so deep you're sure no one can tell. Sometimes you would give anything imaginable to be able to make him understand, to have one more chance to make him know how much he meant, to be able to feel complete, but you smile through it all. You talk like you always used to, the best of friends, and every time he smiles at you, a tiny little pang of hope springs up, but you crush it before it can surface, before it can give you away. You hug him good-bye like it's nothing, while all you want to do is hold on forever, but you let go, smile, and walk away. Then, you cry all the way home because you know it will never be the same. Try as you might, you can't make someone love you. Sometimes you have to let them be free and letting go, that's when love hurts the most of all Because She Wants A Guy Who Will Just Come Over To Be With Her, Not "Get Some". Who Will Hold Her, And Keep Her Close, Because He's Afraid To Lose Her. Who Will Get The Hair Off Her Face, To See Her Eyes. Who Will Hug Her Tight. Kiss Her Cheek To Make Her Smile. Slow Dance With Her, Without The Music. Who Will Pick A Flower For Her And Put It In Her Hair. Who Will Watch Scary Movies With Her And Be Afraid With Her. Who Will Invite Her To His Family Partys. And Introduce Her To His Mom, As His Beautiful Girlfriend. A Guy Who Will Wave To Her In The Halls At School , And Make Sure She Sees It. Who Will Tell Her "Hes Missin Her" A Guy Who Will Leave Her Voice Mails Sayin Hes "Just Tellin Her He Loves Her" Who Will Be There For Her When She's In A Fight With Her Best Friend..To Comfort Her, And Let Her Cry On His Shoulder, A Guy Who Will Let Her Spray His Cologne All Over His Room, Who Will Let Her Take Stupid Pictures With Him And Show Them To Her Friends. She Wants A Guy Just To Love Her With All His Heart Regardless. ex boyfriends are just off limits to friends I mean, that's just like the rules of feminism measure your life in FRiENDS not yeaRs. and in SMiLES not tears. waste your time with your friends. live for the moment - - laugh often * be immature, do anything && every- thing even if it's something you'll `' regret in the morning. sleep late && when you wake up you can laugh ;; about it with your friends because friends are what matters most and when you have friends you have - - |[ e v e r y t h i n g ]| you know im good at honesty. at showing people i love how much i treasure them. even the casual little my God youre cute, arent you ever going to kiss me? moments. but i cant this time. just once in my life i want someone else to kiss first. i want someone else to lie awake and wonder what the right words are, if they'll be rejected, if theyre ruining a great friendship. i want him to want me so much that he cant help himself, that he has to risk everything for the chance to be with me I guess I should of realized all the lies that you said & then I would've saved myself from all these tears that I shed. My friends say move on, he's not worth it. so i try to..i almost do..Then i remember how happy you made me & i can't help but to miss you A friend will know by the sound of your voice, by the look on your face, by the way you walk, by the things you do, exactly what kind of day you're having. And yet she still sits there smiling, regardless of all the fake friends & the dreams that were broken. Regardless of the guys she loved & the hearts that were broken if two past lovers can remain friends they were either never in love or they still are Friends ah, they truly are angels in disguise. They make the saying Laughter is timeless. Imagination has no age. Dreams are forever true. And best friends wow, theres nothing else like them, I really don't think you can ever find something else on this earth as precious as a best friend. You can tell them anything and everything, trust them with your life, screw up a million and one times and still know they'll love you for everything you are. You can be a complete bitch or in the weirdest mood and theyll love you.. because it's not love that kills us; it's the absence of it that does. But we all know friends will be there for us forever. Ya know sometimes things get blurry and even lonelier but we know how to escape and our friends will teach us how to be real. You Always got to have those friends When you can do the - ? stupidest things with and just laugh about it Together thanks for being there when i needed someone the most when i thought my world was ending.. everything was changing.. u were there to push me on to grab my hand and pull me up to catch me before i even started 2 fall i owe it all 2 u.. cuz u were there for me through and through u were there..when i thought no one cared u made me happy when i was sad* ur the best friend i ever had bangin parties .. insane nights too many boys .. stupid fights always there .. forever true where would i be without friends ? like you ? I Love you. I love you because you're adorable, because you're sweet, or because you're my best friend. I love you because you make me step outside myself and look at who I really am. You make me want to be a better person, just because you are who you are. I can tell you absolutely everything and I know you will listen. And you're one of my best friends. But I will keep all of this to myself because I love you, but you do not love me...I wish that I could make you love me, but I cannot. That is why these words will be forever lost in my memories, never to be spoken aloud: I love you. A friend will laugh with you at the movies but a best friend knows exactly what you?re thinking while you watch it.. oh and; if we ride together, then we fucking die together A BEST FRIEND is the person who will sleep with the phone under their pillow, incase you wake up in the middle of the night, crying because everything?s all wrong with life right now, but she?s there to talk, to make things seem better again. Those times will never be forgotten i do have a safety net ;; my friends. sure they're frustrating && annoying sometimes, but i don't know what I?d do without them A boy and a girl. Best friends...they knew everything about one another. They helped each other out, and cheered each other up when they needed it. They called each other daily, and told each other what happened in their day. Together they'd hang out, and share priceless memories. When they were upset, they both knew the perfect person to call would be one another. They would stand up, and help each other through it all. They knew so much, but what they didn?t know was that they both were perfect for each other. For every little tear we cried For all the crazy shit we tried For stayin true thru odds & ends no one can replace, my best friends A true friend isn't one who walks in when the rest of the world walks out...a true friend is the one who is there the whole time. Sometimes your closest friends end up hurting you more than your worst enemies ever could There's a point in every friendship when people stop being friends.. and b e c o m e sisters A best friend is the one that can look at you with the biggest smile on your face and still know somethings WRONG Years of friendships & nothing to doubt endless memories, too many to count through drama, lies, & crazyyy fights You're my best friend , my heart, my life waste your time with your friends. live for the Moment. laugh often. be immature, do anything & everything even if it's something you'll regret in the morning. sleep late & when you wake up you can laugh about it with your friends because friends are what matters most and when you have friends you have everything Sometimes I feel like I won't make it Times get tough and I just can't take it Sometimes I feel like I wont make it through Thats why I thank God for friends like you best friends are the only thing a girl needs besides a closet full of cute shoes and a hot boy to kiss this wasn`t supposed to happen, but i can`t stop the feelings. & i know he`s hers, but that can`t stop me from dreaming. i want them to be happy in this dating game, but my best friend`s happiness shouldn`t come from my pain. If you're ever feeling down;; You know I'll be around;; I'll Be Here To Catch Your Fall When You Breakup With Your First Serious Boyfriend.. I'll Be Here To MakeThings All Better When You Have A Fight With Your Parents;; I'll Be Here For You For Anything, Because.. As You Know, Our Friendship is True. boys will come and go but true friends will stay so don't blow her off ---?to be with the boy you'll hate in 3 weeks iF Y0U LO0K i N S i D E A GiRLS HEART YOU'D SEE H0W MUCH SHE REALLY CRiES YOU WiLL FiND SECRETS HiDDEN, BEST FRiENDS && LiES BUT WHAT Y0U'LL SEE THE l[ M0ST ]l iS H0W H A R D iT iS T0 STAY S T R 0 N G WHEN N0THiNG'S RiGHT && EVERYTHiNG iS l[ C0MPLETELY WR0NG ]l It?s weird to know that you?ve been gone for SO LONG. I think back on the times we had, & know that i can NEVER forget them in my heart. You will ALWAYS be my best friend. I love you. I miss you, until we meet again your better off without him, don't call him he's breaking your heart. he's hanging with your best friend and your waiting there. oh it's tearing you apart he lied to you a thousand times. when I was there he kept you waiting and I'm still here, waiting there to catch you if you fall. and I don't know why I care so much, when I shouldn't care at all. It's sad how best friends can turn into total strangers.. Do you remember standing by your best friend?s car one night after midnight trying to sum up the meaning of a friendship you had managed to maintain through thick and thin for years? Do you remember how hard that was, to think of how to say goodbye to that one person? It was nearly impossible wasn't it, to give them that one last hug and turn around and walk inside? I want to let you in on a secret. I?m not who you think I am. In fact my disguise is so thin I?m surprised you haven?t seen right through me. I?m the girl of your dreams masquerading as your best friend. I cant rip off my mask because then you?ll get scared and you?ll run away again. So I decided it?s better to live with a lie then to expose my real feelings. 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