It's 6 am and, once again, I'm up thinking about you. I've been in this place many times before, I'm not suprised.I can't stop thinking about what we had, what you did. It was like you poured salt in my open wounds, and I will have to suffer knowing it was you who did it. In where She suffered knowing it was him who hurt her and Him knowing it was his fault all along.All Rights Reserved