What did I do to make you hate me so much? What did I do to cause all this pain? All this brokenness will never go away. Was I just a game to you? Theses are the questions I ask myself when I see you in the hall or in class. All my mind can think is why, how, what if, and hope that leads to disappointment.... I lift myself to let myself fall again. It's so hard to move on with life with out you because you understood me.... Now all I can do is sit here think of you cry an dream of better days
