I hope you wake up every morning and you smile and you love life. I hope you're excited to start a brand new day. And I hope you take her to the same places we used to go to. And I hope she laughs and you think of me as she's sipping on my favorite drink. I hope you miss the sweater you didn't even want returned and you look for it and find nothing but me. I hope you realize the more you think of her the more I die inside. And I hope you start to die inside too,  not being able to escape the memory of me.  And I hope you think of me when she tosses and turns in her sleep because you used to watch me and tell me that was annoying but something you want by you every night. And maybe when she wakes up and looks at you with sleepy eyes you will see me in the dim twinkle in the sunlight because maybe you're just as miserable as I am. But we all know that's not true.