I knew this would end badly.
I never expected it to hurt so much though.
My heart physically aches.

My days feels oddly empty without you.
Yet I see you every day at work.
I guess this is why they say not to get involved with coworkers.

You listened to me.
I listened to you.
You know more about me than even my family.

We took turns kissing each other.
This scared me, to be honest.
You were only my second kiss, but the first enjoyable one.

I miss our endless conversations.
Our rants about frustrating days and insignificant encounters.
Few things were held back.

Yet there are a few things you never told me.
They were for a different level of intimacy I guess...
You had more self control than I did.

I spilled everything about my life.
You know every messed up detail of my life.
I laid it out in the open and you didn't.. why didn't you

I guess I understand why not.
I messed with your heart and head.
I crushed everything that was there.

Now I think you hate me, or at least most of you does.
I think you also still like me.
I cannot get over you.

Why do you have to leave for an entire month.
The military keeps taking you away from me.
Maybe it's for the best.

I want you to fall in love with someone.
Someone who will not toy with your heart.
But I hate to see you flirt with other girls.

I feel like I am already being replaced.
How much did you really like me?
Or did you just like the challenge of trying to get some from the Christian girl.

I hate that I am so upset about this.
Why did I fall for you?
Why did I keep coming back to you?

You make me furious.
I want you to text me, or call me, something.
Even though I said we shouldn't talk.

I want your willpower to be weaker than mine.
I miss you Mike.