I never knew I was so easy to live without.

He once asked me, "Why are you with him if you love me?" I looked at him with tears in my eyes and simply replied, "Because I can learn to love him, but I can't make you love me."

So is this how things are going to be with us? Seeing eachother once a month and awkward conversations? Am I going to wonder about you and what you're doing and what kind of trouble you've gotten yourself into for the rest of our lives?

I'm through waiting up for you. I'm moving on with my life; something everyone thought I could not do.

Do you remember how you use to need me? Remember how you never wanted to be without me?

I keep promising myself that I'd get rid of anything & everything that reminds me of you, but then I realize that even if I did, there's nothing I can do to erase our memories & the feelings that I still have for you.

Honey, it's been nine months;
Why wont you let me get over you?
Why wont you let me move on?

It's like no matter how much I have to do, I can never be busy enough. Even if there's a minute for me to stop and think, you'll be all that fills my head, and then it just starts to hurt again.

I always thought that we were better than them, that we weren't like all those other teenage romances. That what we had was real, and what everyone else had would just end in a matter of months. I can't believe how niave and blind I was.

I love you, and I miss you. I still pray someday that you'll come back to me...