My best friend asked me, "Why do you love him so much when
all he does is break your heart? Why do you push everyone else
away, just in hopes that he might stay?" And I didn't know
what to say; how could I when I don't know why I let you
destroy me. There are nights when I lie awake, staring at
the ceiling, wondering if you are even thinking about me. Wasted
nights on you. There are days when I look at my phone three,
four, ten times, hoping I have a message from you. Wasted
days on you. There are moments when I try to think of all
the good memories, the memories that justify why you're so
handsome and why you have my heart. But there are none
that don't end in arguing or you walking away. It's been
forever, and I can't seem to let you go.