~I wish you weren’t in my dreams~

I had my heart broken by the same guy for many times but the lesson I learned was that he is never gonna change but I am. So I need to live with the memories but create new ones even though I know I’ll be with someone else and they will be holding me and in my mind I still have the memory of him.

Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.People think they know me, but they don't. Not really. Actually, I am one of  the loneliest people on this earth. I cry sometimes, because it hurts. It does. To be honest, I guess you could say that it hurts to be me.

It hurts to say goodbye to someone you love but its the best for both of us to move on.

I have no regrets in my life. I think that everything happens to me for a reason. The hard times that I go through build character, making me much stronger person. I refuse to let what happened to me make me bitter. I still completely believe in love and I'm open to anything that will happen to me.

It’s not easy to forget someone- I may never forget him… But deep in my heart I must forgive him . You can learn from it. Everything in life is a lesson- what you take from what you learned is what is important. If something did or didn’t happen, it did or didn’t for a reason. The first 3 days of a break up are the hardest- but each day that goes by is easier. Sometimes it takes a heart break to learn what we really need and want in life- and its those who don’t stop until they have just that 100% who truly succeed. You may no longer have that person, but you have the lesson, the will power, the knowledge, and the reason to find someone THAT MUCH BETTER!

I still crying, really I do but I guess I just dont want to give him the satisfaction of  knowing that he  hurt me... once again.

I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mended whole was as good as new. What is broken is broken, and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken pieces as long as I lived.

Liars.
How hard is it?
There was nothing I denied him of.
He had everything in me.
The one thing I can’t get back.
I gave up EVERYTHING for him…
I loved him with every part of me.
I would’ve died for him.

but it still wasn’t good enough..