Sometimes I can’t sleep at night. There's an emptiness there. Form when you’d keep me up past 3am because you cared. Its been a year now. You’re still keeping me up. But I haven’t talked to you in some time. You’re just in my head. You expect me to forget our nights, us, you. You expect me to pretend it never happened. Because you can move on, because she owns your nights now. Forgive me for believing in a forever. I forgot that things can end. You just forgot about me, I guess… but you know why it’s so goddamn impossible for me to let you go? Because every song, every moment, every person, I relate to you. Because you brought me out of hell, just to put me back again. And that little taste of heaven, oh god. That was you. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You. You little shit. You fucked me up. I still can’t sleep tonight. I’m rambling. Making my own cliché. Because of you. You fucking shit.
