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without you....

i try to sing and nothing comes out.

whenever i laugh, i'd much rather be crying.

the sound of your name makes me wince.

seeing you makes me feel like i cannot breathe...

especially whenever you're with her.



I thought....

I had forgotten the way you smelled,

but the moment you were near me, memories crept into my mind.



I figured....

i could act angry with you because you acted like i was nonexistant.

I doubt you noticed the tear falling down my cheek while we were driving home with jared...

and you didnt see me crying as i walked home that day.



I told myself...

that if i ever saw you again, I would tell you exactly what i had waited to tell you.

Then I saw her belt around your waist and felt your hatred from across the room.

Your hands were no longer gentle and your voice was no longer caring....

you were pushy and you cared about only one thing.



I pretended...

that it was funny that you didnt want to be around me.

But if you would've looked into my eyes, you would've known i was lying through my teeth.

I closed my eyes and acted like you really meant every kiss you gave me that day....

but if you did, you wouldnt have fucked around with her a few days before that.



I was okay...

while you were shunning me because I didnt have to see you.

Seeing you rekindled the flame we ignited nine months ago.

Apparently I am the only one who still cares....

You are obviously dead...trying to drown your corpse in alcohol, which only uncovers the truth more.



You are the reason I cant sleep most nights;; you are what I dream of whenever I do fall asleep;; and you are the thought I wake up to each morning.

You are the one i still get myself fixed up for;; You are my inspiration whenever I write;;

The person you used to be is the only reason I dont let things get to me, because he told me not to;; He is the reason I think im beautiful;; He is the reason I dont care about people hating me;; He sends me an impulse to get crazy every now and then;; He jokes about how crappy my car is;; He tells me to go faster and stop driving like his Grandma;; He smacks me in the face every now and then, kisses my cheek, then smacks it again;; He tells me there is no one better to him than me;; He throws me on the ground then kisses me roughly, then softly;; He treats me like his greatest reward & says im the best thing that has ever happened to him;;

....and maybe you dont feel this way anymore.

But I know hes still there... because he promised me he would never stop loving me.

And this guy.... well....

He wasnt a liar & he would never hurt me.



Im not sure who you are.... but....

What good is a star without her sky?