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A boy sits in his room. With unseen tears running down his face. Not about to end any time soon. He sits on his bed, and reaches under his pillow. He pulls out that hidden notebook with the pages filled. Page by page he rips them out, the memories of her, good and bad. The only person he ever loved was this girl. He kept tearing at the pages, trying to let the feelings go, trying to forget the girl who just shattered his heart into pieces. Not too far away from that boy's home. Sits a girl, all alone. With music blaring and tears not heard. Her head is down, actions speak louder than words. Her hair falls down, all over her face, so messed up so misplaced. Unheard tears streaming down her face, as if they will never end. She understands that things will never be the same. She takes out her notebook and a pen. Starting to write of anythign that comes to mind. She tries not to think about the boy...because the only pain worse then having your heart broken...is breaking your own





dont want to like him anymore and i just can't, im obviously not good enough and im not going to sit around and wait until my chance.. until im good enough for him.. so im just over him. but theres seriously something about him that makes me like him so much.. since i met him, there was something about him that makes me go absolutely crazy over him





Don't say you love me unless it's true because I might do something stupid like believe you





you just dont get it do you? you really dont understand that i'm not over you. i never was over you.. this girl who's normally so strong is falling to peices without you even realizing it.





Don't waste your time worrying about boys-- boys will come and 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 worrying if people are talking about you -- you affected their lives, they didn't affect yours. Waste your time with friends -- live for the moment, laugh often, be immature, do anything and everything. If it's something you'll regret in the morning, sleep late & when you wake up, laugh about it with your friends, because your friends are what matter most. When you have your friends...you have everything.





Ya know, people just don't get it. In fact, I don't even get it anymore..Ever since we met, we've always been really close ;; closer than close. We were best friends, but it seemed like there was somthing there. We were always together, always smiling. Everything in the world seemed to suddenly make sense when you were right there beside me. I felt it, did you not? Everyone else saw it, they even talked about it to me. Did they not to you? all i ever heard was 'gosh you guys are perfect..when are you going to go out?' or 'what are you guys trying to pull? The longest 'will they, wont they' relationship in the history of the world?' All those times we spent together just holding each other? Did they mean nothing to you? I don't know, maybe i'm crazy, maybe i'm blind for ever even imagining us being together. Am i?





well what am i supposed to think? you're like the king of mixed signals. One day you cant stand me. the next you cant get enough of me.





Admit it. We flirt with each other. We have so much fun with each other. We laugh with each other and we even try to be with each other. And I believe that we secretly love each other. But how come when I think of you and wonder if you're thinking of me, it feels like you aren't?





And there comes a point where you have to decide if hes the one worth waiting for.





Be optimistic, all the people you hate are going to die eventually.





He's the kind of guy you could think about all day. You see through the imperfections he has. In fact, you don't see them at all. There are a million things you want to say to him, but when you see him, our mind clears of all thoughts. You understand him more than he thinks. If he only knew.





"Never let the fear of striking out keep you from playing the game"

- - A Cinderella Story





So we locked ourselves in your car, got lost in each other's eyes. We sang to the radio. He whispered in her ear and she'd laugh at his silly jokes, even if they were pointless. He'd grab her hand and not let go. He had no idea how happy it made her. She'd rest her head on his shoulder, close her eyes, listen to their song while he kissed her forehead. She memorized the touch of his lips. She didn't want to leave anytime soon. And he'd give her his jacket when she told him she was cold. It would be 3 in the morning, but they'd still be tangled in each other. She knew he was something special. It was different how he moved her because when he told her 'goodnight', to her it still felt like 'hello'.