Sometimes I wonder if you still have my love notes,
Sometimes I wonder "does he really want to talk to me?"
It sucks. I messed everything up, but I know it more than likely won't go back to how it was.
But you're always on my mind.
I miss you.
I still have all our movie tickets,
our matching clothes,
your knifes,
Every Time I look at those things,
it takes everything in me not to cry,
because,
I was the one that
stopped us, being an us
