I hate them sometimes... The memories of all the people who you used to love... Used to get along with... The pain of still being able to see little things about them, and how you mean nothing to them anymore...

You were my everything... And I made a mistake and now you're gone... And though I'm happy to see you're happy... After saying you'd ALWAYS need me to be there to be your friend, and how easily you just walked away... it's hurts so much... All those nights we just laid together and talked... You were my best friend... And I thought that things were getting better when you called me and talked for a few hours after a year of not speaking to me at all... but then you just dissapeared again... Will you ever talk to me again... You saw me at the hookah with Couri, Allen, and Matt... But you only said a word to Allen... You were my first love... And I'll always love you more than anything... Even if you hate me... I just wish there was a way to make you see... I'm not the person I used to be... And yet I haven't changed at all... So now that the tears are streaming down my face I'm done... I just wish I hadn't lost ANY of you...