threehundred'ninetyeight

If you've ever tried to fight the tears on the bus ride home, and failed.
If you've ever lied about why your eyes were glazed over, and you were believed.
This one's for you.
If you've ever stopped listening to your favourite band, because he liked them too.
If you've ever hated a girl you didn't know, because he picked her instead of you.
This one's for you.
If you've ever wished you were weak enough to cry in public.
If you've constantly hid behind laughter and smiles.
This one's for you.
If you've ever bit your lip to stop it from quivering.
If you've ever walked with your eyes planted on the ground.
This one's for you.
If you've stared into the darkness before sleep, trying to avoid the "what if's'" and "if only's".
If you've ever started listening to totally different music, but thought about him anyway.
This one's for you.
The girl who doesn't get the guy.
The girl who still lives her life to the fullest.
The girl who gets up everyday and doesn't give up.
This one's for you.
Because it takes so much to be that strong.