Was she worth it? That's all I wanna know. You left me for the one girl I hate most and it hurts me to think about it. Sometimes I forget that we aren't together and I grieve when you don't show up at my front door on Saturday nights. I no longer get the goodnight texts saying "I love you babe, goodnight". You were my first but I want you to be my last. I miss when we use to fake wrestle with my brothers like lightsabers and you'd beat me then pin me to the wall like I was art. I miss your lips against mine.
