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You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can never get it back.

My heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of you.

Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.

You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in love with you and I don't know why.

A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.

Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.

Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.

Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.

For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.

We are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.

People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.

I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.

I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.

You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes?

Sad isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to me... when you come running back... when you need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you, I'll take you back... no questions asked. Sad isn't it?

So... from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing you ever had.

Why did I break up with him? Well ,it's like, once I sat down and looked at the situation, all the pieces lying on the floor, it just wasn't a puzzle anymore. None of the pieces fit together. And even if I tried really hard, the pieces, well they were two different puzzles. That's why I did it, he needs to understand that.

You hurt me more then I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I love you more then you deserve, why am I such a fool?

You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.

You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell you anymore.

I don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped.

Hold my hand, just one more time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't get over you.

I think its time I let you go... and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life.

While I was holding on all you did was let go.

Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.

I just wonder how many people never get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to have.

The hardest thing about growing up is that you have to do what is right for you even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.

Sometimes all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.

Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.

No one can promise they'll never hurt you because at one time or another, it will happen. The real promise is if the time you spend together will be worth the pain in the end.

The worst feeling in the world is knowing you've been used and lied to.

Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.

Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.

Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me.

I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.

It's not that we aren't meant to be together, I think that we're just not ready for forever.

You always have an out. An exit strategy to make sure you don't get hurt. You always walk always. You walk away before they can walk away from you.

Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of you and every song I heard somehow related to you. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I dont have.

There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime.

Somehow I know we'll meet again, not quite sure where and not sure when, your in my heart so until then good-bye.

Broken heart again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. Or you will get burned.

This time it's over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!

I would like to thank you, for showing me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these things just tend to fall apart and I hope you feel the same.

Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.