I would have loved you anyway, I'd do it all the same, not a second I would change, not a touch that I would trade.
Had I known my heart would break, I would've loved you anyway.

If I should die tonight, and the reason remain unknown, tell not to the whole world, but to the one I love that I died of a broken heart. Not because he loved me too little, but because I loved him too much.

Since the first time he ran his fingers through my hair,

since the first time our hands became one,

since the first time his hugs eased my pain

and since the first time his kisses took my breathe away...

I knew I'd never be the same.

I'd rather be the girl he runs to when his heart gets broken than the girl who broke his heart.

Yes, losing your hearts desire is tragic, but gaining your hearts desire is all you can hope for. That year I wished for love, to immerse myself into someone else and to wake a heart afraid to heal. My wish was granted. If having that is tragic, then give me tragedy, because I wouldn’t give it back for the world.

♥ When I think of you and me and what we shared, I know it would be easy for others to dismiss our time together. That's why I don't tell people about us. They wouldn't understand and I don't feel the need to explain, simply because I know in my heart how real it was, how real this is. When I think of you I can't help smiling, knowing that you've completed me somehow. I love you, not just for now, but for always, and I dream of the day that you'll take me in your arms again ♥

And it's hard to look at you, because when you look at me I can only imagine that your picturing some girl who just can't let go. But not so long ago, a boy walked into the room and at the first glance I took, I knew that somehow this boy would change my life forever. And I didn't know how, and I didn't know why, but all I knew was that something was bound to happen. And then, something did and I knew that things would never be the same. And here I am, almost three years later, and I'm still remembering the day when that boy first walked through the door and how he's changed me.

As bad as it was, I learned something about myself. That I could go through something like that and survive. I mean, I know it could have been worse, but for me, it was all I could have handled at the time and I learned from it.

♥ Every time I follow my heart ...
it leads me to him ♥

In time, the hurt began to fade and it was easier to just let it go, at least I thought it was. But in every boy I met in the next few years, I found myself looking for you. By then, you'd gone on with your life and I didn't want to think about you loving someone else. I wanted to remember us like we were that summer, I didn't ever want to lose that.