Through it all.

The summer nights,
Were so hot,
But we still laid in the grass,
Watching the stars twinkle in the sky above,
But everything changed.

In the hall,
We make eye contact,
But what hurts the most,
Is knowing that all we had,
Is gone.

The four hour phone calls,
And the non-stop laughter,
Kills me inside.

I walk to school,
With you on mind,
Wishing you were by my side,
Holding my hand through it all,
But everything is gone.

My heart may not be whole,
But you will always be the first to break it.