let me come over and nap with you like we used to. and let me come over  and you can make me laugh and we can make fun of everything on TV like we used to. let me come over and we can sleep like we used to on that couch. let everything just be like how it was. this isn't working for me, and i don't know how to communicate to anyone how badly i want that back. i can't stop dwelling on everything and dwelling on how much everything sucks now.

on a different note, i don't think anything hurts more than when you don't contact me back. what ever happened to our shopping excursion today? what ever happened to all these plans we make; they become broken because you choose....that. 

everything i've kept together is falling apart. 

how dare you do this. do this now, with her, and leave me here. i don't think you know what i am feeling. i don't think anyone does. no one has said the right thing, i don't know who wants to listen and i don't know what to do with myself. i feel like i am waiting for the end of what you created but the sad thing is i don't know when that will be.

how long will i be in this state, and when can i have you back. i feel empty