I miss him so much.
I don't think I can explain it.
I saw him in my dream last night, he was trying to explain himself to me and I kept running from him.
I miss him so much.
Breaking up doesn't mean I hate him.
I still love him more than I thought.
I miss him more than I thought I would.
But we can't be together.
We're too bad for each other.
We bring out the worst of each other.
We make each other miserable.
But I still miss him.
And love him.
