We were strangers.

Stupid.

Should I keep hoping..?

that we'll find out way back to each other.?

that we'll laugh together again.?

that we'll run and smile as the wind rushes past us.?

that we'll sit and talk for hours without getting tired again..?

Again.

Again I'm hoping.

Hope.

Such a stupid feeling.

Because what if we don't.

What if...

Should I stop trying..?

Should I stop fighting..?

for us?

But of course, you don't know.

How you've affected us.

Me.

Her.

I feel a void in my chest as I wake up each morning.

The things I loved now don't make me smile anymore.

Talking to my friends doesn't make me laugh anymore.

Going outside doesn't feel exciting anymore.

It doesn't feel right anymore.

The sky..once blue looks gray now.

These colorful sunsets don't seem to make me happy.

All they do is remind me of you.

It's stupid because you don't even know it.

I'm crying while you sleeping.

I'm crying when your replying.

I'm crying all the time.

Whether it's on the inside or out.

It scares me.

I used to be so happy.

What happened to her?

Oh.

She's dead.

I was dying while you were replying to my texts.

This void seems to get bigger.

My favorite songs are now sad playlists.

I hate you for making me feel like this.

But I miss you at the same time.

Why do you make it so hard?