I hate that I kinda miss you. I hate that maybe we don't talk anymore, and we're almost basically strangers. Like before. I miss how you made me feel, cause those few weeks made me really happy. I hate that you've a girlfriend, I hate that we don't even keep in touch. I hate that I have all these plans, that will now be forgotten. I just hate it, I wish I could go back and redo everything, before your girlfriend makes you fallin' in love.
When you're dreaming with a brokean heart, the waking up is the hardest part. You roll outta bed and down on your knees. And for the moment you can hardly breathe, wondering was he really here?
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