I was in love with you. I miss you more than you know. I will say to you I Love You.

Because, darling, you lost a diamond while picking up a penny

Who really got the raw end of the deal here? I only lost you: a lying, using and abusive poor excuse for a human being. And you lost me.

I don't hate you. I just don't want to give you another opportunity to hurt me again.

You wanted the world. But I was just a street away.

I still wake up every morning and check my phone hoping your name is in my notifications bar

The cruellest thing with unreturned love is that you can't blame anyone. Not yourself. Not them. You only feel like you were not good enough.

You were not wrong for leaving. You were wrong for coming back and thinking that you could have me when it was conventient for you.

And the fact that you never fought for me, makes me feel like you never loved me

I used to think you were my world. But you're not. You're just a boy who I loved, but didn't want to be with me.

You were my home. And then you told me to move.

Please tell me I am not as forgettable as your silence makes me feel

Out all of your words, the absence of your voice hurt me the most

A part of me still hopes that one day you will text me that you miss me

How is it even possible that one person feels so much while the other one feels nothing?

The thing is, I miss you everyday and it makes me feel pathetic because I know you don't miss me at all

You said I was the girl of your dreams. I guess you decided to wake up.

For not wanting to hurt me, you actually didn't a great job

It's hard for me to accept that you stayed in my heart, but not in my life

But most of all, I hate the fact that I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all

And in the end, it always came back to one thing: there is me me who loved you too much and there is you, who didn't love me enough

There was a dull, hollow ache that reminded me that I should have never opened my heart to you

And maybe, after all, I did expect a little too much

The reality of me not mattering to you breaks me more than you can ever imagine

Don't blame me for leaving, blame yourself for not doing the right things to keep me

I am just grieving for a love that I never knew

We weren't ourselves when we fell in love and when we finally became ourselves, we became poison to each other

You have got your demons and darling, they all look like me

Words, how little they mean, when you are a little too late

If you just can stop loving someone, you never really loved them at all.

How dare you looking at me and accusing me for moving on too fast after you cheated on me?

You might have screwed up my past. Ruined my future. But there is no way I am going to let you touch my future.

Playing with someone's heart just shows that there is absolutely nothing in yours.

When do you know it was true love? When the pain doesn't fade and the scars don't heal and you know it's too damned late.

Perhaps the fact that I chased a boy who ripped me to shreds says more about me than it did about him

Strong enough to leave you but weak enough to need you. Cared enough to let you walk away.

I need to stop thinking that he even likes me back.

We were a masterpiece until you tore it all apart

And now you're a stranger with all my deepest secrets

You tell me about your past, thinking your future was with me