jueves, 3 de junio de 2010
It hurts when being replaced, but it kills when you slowly watch yourself being replaced. It hurts seeing someone broken, but it kills when you watch yourself being broken. It hurts when you’re holding on, but it kills when you’re the only one that’s holding on. It hurts when you’re in love, but it kills when the person you love, doesn’t love you back. It hurts when you see someone crying, but it kills when you see your mum crying. It hurts when you smile, but it kills to be happy. It hurts when you fall, but it kills when there’s no one there to catch you. It hurts when you’re not noticed, but it kills when you’re invisible. It hurts when someone cuts themselves, but it kills when the reason why they cut themselves was because of you. It hurts when you love, but it kills when you know it won’t work. It hurts when you see the one you love with someone else, but it kills when you know that you would never be with that person. It hurts when you’re sad, but it kills when you’re depressed. It hurts leaving, but it kills when you’re the one leaving. It hurts when someone breaks a promise, but it kills when you know that person would never do that. It hurts when you see love, but it kills when you know that you’ll never be loved.
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Somewhere there is another girl prettier than you, smarter than you, taller than you, skinnier than you. Another girl somewhere is more outgoing, more laid back,more interesting, more athletic.Another girl somewhere is not you. You may not be perfect, but someone someday will think you are. He will love you for each and every imperfection and flaw. He will wait all day just to see you and stay all night just to hold you. To him, you will be more than perfect, you’ll be the love of his life.
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