To anyone that wonders if I'm writing about them: I am

the soil that forgot how to help the flowers bloom

Here's a tip I'd like you to know,
It hurts a lot when you don't let your feelings show.
I'm tired of trying to be my best when you don't even care about me enough to confess
How you truly feel so that your heart can show, I guess your pride has become the star of this show.
I was feeling down and sad about our "break" but watching you ignore me has caused my heart to break.
It may not hurt you now,
And instead rip me apart
But I hope one day you feel this same pain that currently resides in my heart.
I know people are only human
And we each strive to be our best
But some of us are going places , and once we arrive you'll strive to be your best.
I hope you learn your lesson
That love doesn't work if backed by hate.
If you weren't ready for a relationship, then you should've stayed in your place.
It sucks that I've learned exactly who you are and have designated a special place for you in my thoughts, but when it comes to me I unfortunately I bypass all of your secondhand thoughts.
I'm done with all the apologies that are only said and not meant, because a lot is going on for me and your extra stress is only ruining it.
I'm almost ashamed to still love you, and wish that things would work
Because after as much as you've hurt me, I couldn't imagine for this to work.
I hate that I'm always stuck in the place of sorrow and regret, I guess my efforts to become a better person weren't strong enough for the battles I've met.
I've conquered stronger things than you, and have been burdened by greater debts.
The only thing I wish of myself and you now, is to live without regrets.
In my big heart a special room our love will stay, dead, alive, or not. I just hope when we lock the door you won't forget you were the one that knocked.
Initially when I was at peace for once in my self esteem and in my heart, don't forget you were the charming prince that tore my heart apart.
I hope this story goes to show, that love is not easy.
Sometimes it hurts more than ever and some people are truly sleazy.
To the young girls reading, and the watchers that watch, I hope the lesson learned today is that everything has a clock.
Some things last forever, and some times they don't. But that doesn't equal unhappiness, only new hope.
So here's to new beginnings, and choosing to put me first. The only thing I'll dare to apologize for is forgetting to love me most. I know I won't heal immediately and I'll have a lot of sleepless nights. I'll cry my heart out again and again but I hope I won't lose sight, of the plan that I've ventured out on, the mission that still lies ahead in good or rocky turmoil in my heart I hope I'll remember that true love isn't dead. Some bad apples come in a batch, and they deserve love too, but first I must love myself so that next time I may receive love too.

- from the flower that could've bloomed, the Juliet who lost her Romeo, the frog that was supposed to become a prince. Remember you can't change a man, you can only make the best of him. If it's meant to be it will be, and one day I hope all is good, but for now this is from the castle that hosts a princess searching deep for and still believing in all things good.