Don't
you
hate that feeling
when you get up in the morning, and
remember that your heart is in two pieces. when you look out
your window and realize that the whole world hasn't stopped
just because the guy who gives
you butterfiles now gives you tears. going to school and
feeling like you can't make it whenever you see him in
the halls. looking up at the ceiling in class to prevent those
tears that threaten to fall from falling. Knowing you look like
sh*t, but not caring./ half listening to whatever anyone
says to you, because you're too >>heartsick to f o c u
s.
