Do you know what it's like to like someone so much you can't stand it and know that they'll never feel the same way

Things couldn't stay the same forever.

I didn't want to make the same mistake my parents made. I didn't want my love to fade away one day like an old scar. I wanted it to burn forever.

If you were mine, I would never have broken up with you, not in a million years.

You can't put being in love on a scale. Either you are or you aren't.

You'd rather make up a fantasy version of somebody in your head than be with a real person.

That's when I finally got it. I finally understood. It wasn't the thought that counted. It was the actual execution that mattered, the showing up for somebody. The intent behind it wasn't enough. Not for me. Not anymore. It wasn't enough to know that deep down, he loved me. You had to actually say it to somebody, show them you cared. And he just didn't. Not enough.