The break up destroyed me. I'm broken. He mended me and threw me right back to hell. And there I am now, back at the place I was.
Time have been passing really slow that's why I don't want to wake up but I haven't been getting much sleep lately. Not that I don't want to, but I can't. I automatically wake up after a few hours. And I dreamt of you last night, when I was finally going to sleep after closing my eyes on bed for an hour. I was asleep but just asleep and then you came.
I woke up thinking it was real. I jotted it down in my notes because I didn't want to forget anything about you.
I hate that I have to pretend I'm fine without you. I hate that I have to smile when I really can't hold back my tears, cause as far as I can see, you're doing fine without me.
I don't know when did things became so complicated for us and I don't know why.