This thing called love

"And what is this thing called love?!" she exclaims, exasperatedly. 

With tears brimming her large eyes, she laughs ironically. "I'm only 17!! I should be out there, partying; having the time of my life! Not here moping and being all pathetic about a guy. A guy who I probably won't remember 10 years down the track. I know all this, I do! But I'm still so sad, and so pathetic and I'm so scared that I'll continue being sad and pathetic for the rest of my life — being hung up over this one guy who shouldn't matter to me at all...." 

"What is this love thing doing to me?" she whispers, with fresh tears streaming down her face. 

Where does the good go? by Tegan and Sara 

Perfectly captures the feeling...

"Where do you go with your broken heart in tow

What do you do with the left over you

And how do you know when to let go

Where does the good go? Where does the good go?

Look me in the eye and tell you don't find me attractive

Look me in the heart and tell me you won't go

Look me in the eye and promise no love is like our love

Look me in the heart and unbreak broken

It won't happen..."