Let it die. Get out of my mind. We don't see eye to eye or hear ear to ear. Don't you wish we could forget that kiss and see this for what it is: that we're not in love?

The saddest part of a broken heart isn't the ending so much as the start.

It was hard to tell just how I felt, to not recognize myself. I started to fade away. And after all it wont take long to fall in love now I know what I don't want. I learned that with you.

The saddest part of a broken heart isn't the ending so much as the start. The tragedy starts from the very first spark, losing your mind for the sake of your heart. The saddest part of a broken heart isn't the ending so much as the start.