"i'm over you", i repeated now staring into the darkness. "But the
thing is, i still stay up late to talk to you. I still see galaxies
in your eyes, and blinding lights when you smile. I crave the looks
you now give her. I still love the way you smile when youre
embarrassed, and God do I miss your kisses staining my skin. I'm
over you, but maybe, I've somehow learned to lie more than you ever
did
