We always end up saying, “I thought he’s the one.”
I’ve learned that people come and go and to avoid yourself from hurting, never let yourself attached to them.
It’s a magical feeling knowing that you’re not meant for me.
If you can’t handle me randomly blurting out song lyrics that relate to what you just said, we can’t be friends.
Her: I’ll wait for his text
Him: I’ll wait for her textw
I’m writing just to let you know I’m alright.