I’ve lost somebody who wasn’t even mine.
"A single moment of misunderstanding is so poisonous, that it makes us forget the hundred lovable moments spent together within a minute ."
The sad part isn't that we never talk, its that we used to talk everyday.
Sadly, The only way some people will learn to appreciate you, is by losing you.
Sometimes you have to know when to stop hoping :
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.
I’ve lost somebody who wasn’t even mine.
"A single moment of misunderstanding is so poisonous, that it makes us forget the hundred lovable moments spent together within a minute ."
The sad part isn't that we never talk, its that we used to talk everyday.
Sadly, The only way some people will learn to appreciate you, is by losing you.
Sometimes you have to know when to stop hoping :
He is not really mine. We are not really together. But for what its worth, he is and will always be my sweetest whatever.