Memories. Its
the memories that won't let me get over
you. I can't stop
thinking about to the days when you
would text me or call me just to hear my voice, tell me you
miss me, ask when we could hangout, or even call me just to
hear me laugh. You don't
understand what I would do for you just to call me
'baby' again. I sit here looking at my screen like an
idiot, waiting for that text I know I'll never reciveve
again. refreshing the
screen until it says your online. I lay there in my bed and
cry. I cry
myself to sleep almost every night. Wishing you could be there
to hold me once again, and just tell me 'everythings going
to be okay baby' I
sworse to myself I wouldn't fall for you, but I did. The
things you told me, I will never
forget. Oh
how I wish I could go back to March again.♥
