When you were in my life, all I could seem to focus on was the present and the future because I knew that they included you. Now that I've lost you, I seem to be living in the past.

I want to be able to convince myself that I'm better off without you, and who knows, maybe I am, but that doesn't change the way I feel about you right now.

You said that you weren't completely honest with me because you didn't want me to get hurt. Then why am I hurting now?

You say that you want to be my friend, but aren't friends supposed to care?

I want to call you because I know that calling you will put a smile on my face, but I know that as soon as we hang up, I will start to cry, because you will call her, and then she will put a smile on your face.

With you, I felt like I was on top of the world. I guess I was up there for too long, though, because sometime during the time that I was up there, my whole world came crashing down.

I sit by the phone hoping that maybe, just maybe, you will call. I know that hearing my voice means nothing to you, but hearing your voice still means everything to me.

What hurts me to know is that you mean so much more to me than I ever meant to you.

I try to tell myself that I'm going to get through this and everything will be ok. But how will everything be ok if I don't have you?

Mornings are always the hardest. I wake up every morning thinking that losing you was just a bad dream, but then I snap back to reality, and I realize that I didn't just lose you in my dream, and now I have to live yet another day without you.