But like seasons, people change.
I feel sorry for all the songs I kept playing and playing over and over again because music has a better way of putting what I feel into a song.
Please look after him and love him in the way I forgot to do.
They will see through you. They will know the difference between your smiles, the tone you use when you’re happy or sad, the way you excuse yourself when you feel like you don’t want to talk.
Be the girl who knew her worth. The girl who moved on.
She is a coffee kind of girl and she would rather stay at home than go out to party.
She’ll always feel so much even with so little.