September 2011
5 posts
Having a broken heart is like falling off a horse. Most people will get back on, but some walk away too afraid of the pain to take another chance.
I’m proud of my heart. It’s been played, stabbed, cheated, burned and broken, but somehow still works.
I hate to see the one I love happy with somebody but I surely hate it more to see the one I love unhappy with me…
Open wounds never heal if you keep reopening them. Leave the people that are hurting you out of your life.
I hate you for not letting me have you.
August 2011
9 posts
When I’m with you I’ll make every second count Cuz I miss you Whenever you’re not around When I kiss you I still get butterflies years from now I’ll make every second count when I’m with you
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“God is closest to those with broken hearts.”
– God is closest to those with broken hearts.
