Why?
Why do I keep thinking your coming back this time, i know your
not.
I'm sitting here, day by day, waiting for you
to text me, call me, stop by
my house and tell me you still want me. Tell me you never
stopped.
I cry myself to sleep every night, with the tiny bit of hope
that i'll wake
up and this was all just a dream. But I need to stop. I need to
stop
hoping, and wishing and dreaming. Because you chose this time
to
leave, to end it. And I have to get it through my mind that
your just not
coming back this time, and no matter what I do. Its over. And
thats
how it will stay. This time I know its the end, your not coming
back.
& that kills
me.
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