I think about it all the time. What I’d say, how I’d say it…
I never say it though.
I just want you to know I’m not moving on easily…
I had my fucking heartbroken. Trampled on and cheated on.
It’s been hard moving on TRUST ME. I think about you and
What I would be texting you right now…
What our plans for the weekend would be…
What I would tell you about my day…

I think about the whole year of memories we’ve had…
All of our inside jokes, I think about those too.

My heart is so broken. So fucking broken.

I just want to talk to you
But I wouldn’t blame you if you didn’t wanna talk to me.