You are my rock.
I left marks on his back, he left them on my heart.
Women wear clothes for all sorts of reasons.
He knew our Saturday night was a mistake—it could cost him what he cared about the most. I knew it could cost him her. He did it anyway, though, didn’t he?
Put your phone away, sweetheart. He won’t reply—you know that.
I meet a nice man, I start falling for him just a little. Guess what? He is unavailable. It makes me like him more.
Stay safe, stay strong.
In these uncertain times, I am certain only of not being in control. That isn’t really a new feeling for me.
I miss the sunshine and crave it, but feeling empty when the sky is blue and the light is bright… that’s a different kind of hurt.
I’d pay a million bucks to think about anyone else but you. I’d write a check right now just to have my breath stolen by someone else who crossed my mind, someone who doesn’t have your earthy brown eyes or your slightly lopsided smile.