I still dream of you.
How ******* frustrating! I can't escape you! You're in my thoughts constantly throughout the day, and you haunt me in my sleep.
I dream of you, of us still together and it kills me because it just seems so real.
You probably don't even think of me as much as I think of you. You don't even want to know how much I actually think of you. I still worry about you constantly, I still care about you, and it breaks me.
It breaks me.
It breaks me because I have to pretend I don't care. It breaks me because I have to pretend that I'm fine.
You were the first person who I loved. The first person who held me, who loved me. I can't let go of you that easily.
I just need to escape you and I don't know how.

Love was never based on effort,
I could spend my whole time for you
But a guy can just come by and you'd go with him
And I'm left here to pick up my broken pieces

I wished things would get better.
It's obvious and I already knew
My love that once was bright, now  it's just really dim.
I'm just so speechless.

Everyday, the thought of it made me grow sadder.
Everything just seems so blue
This poem ain't vim.
I remember how everything used to be filled with sweetness.

We need to learn to be clever,
Accept what's already true.
To understand she's got him.
Now my life's filled with bleakness.

"Wrong number" says a familiar voice.