This time I'm not leaving without you.

I would give anything just to be by your side. I'd give anything just to kiss you once more, to hold your hand. I'd give anything to lay beside you. I'd give anything to spend the night with you or to spend any time with you at all. I'd give anything just to be in the same city as you. I'd give anything just to have you.

I see your face in strangers on the street.

I have never felt something so right before you. It's such a crazy feeling to just know that something is right. I can't explain it; I just know. I just have this feeling about you. I know that I've only met you once and it's crazy to be talking like this but you're just... right. I have never been so sure of my feelings for someone. It's hard to even type out these words, explaining how I feel about you. That night I met you, I wasn't even looking to meet anyone. I didn't want to meet anyone. So couldn't you take it as a sign that I did meet you? No one has ever looked at me the way you do, talked to me the way you do, and no one has ever kissed me the way you do. I have never felt anywhere near the way I did when you kissed me. I could taste the chemistry, the perfection. I replay that kiss over and over in my head. I can still feel it. It was just right. I could talk about that kiss forever. I thought that feeling you are supposed to get when someone kisses you wasn't real, just a feeling made up for movies and books. But it's real, and I would give anything to be kissed like that again. I'd give anything to see you again. I'd give anything to be with you again. I know that I may not ever see you again and if I do, it will be far in the future but just knowing that feeling exists is enough. Knowing that I've felt it is enough. I hope that maybe one day we'll end up together because I know it would be perfect. I guess what's meant to be will always find it's way.

I guess you really did it this time.

I didn't know that something could hurt this much. That you could feel this broken, this numb. I didn't think it was possible to physically feel your heart shatter into a million little pieces. I never thought it was humanly possible to feel so many emotions at the same time. I wouldn't wish this feeling upon anyone. This kind of pain shouldn't be legal, shouldn't be allowed, shouldn't exist. If only you felt the pain you've caused me. If only you knew what it was like to be this hurt, this broken. If only you could be on the receiving end of this sick, twisted game you play. If only you knew what it was even like to have your heart ripped from your chest. If only you cared. If only you even noticed me, sitting here with my heart in the palm of my hands, shattered, just waiting for you to explain, waiting for you to reply, hoping you'll come back, take my heart in your hands, and put it back where it belongs. But you won't because this is what you do, this is who you are. You have her now. You changed your mind, found someone better, left me in the dark. You broke me heart in the worst way possible; everyday slowly easing me out of your life, thinking that I would be ok, that I wouldn't notice, that I wouldn't care. But did you really think I was going to be ok? Did you really think that I would just go on, unharmed, unfazed by what you had done? You need a major wake up call. You need to know that it's not ok to do this, to tell me everything I want to hear, to make me feel like the only girl in the world, then change your mind and move onto something else because it's not ok. You're not all you think you're cracked up to be. You need to get over yourself. I hope one day the girl of your dreams will break your heart just as you've broken mine. I hope she'll leave you waiting, wondering what you did wrong, waiting for an explanation, waiting for her to come back. But she won't come back, she won't give you an explanation, won't put your heart back together. Then you'll know how it feels, what it's like to be like every girl you have ever hurt. Karma is a bitch. You're not the shit. And apparently you aren't what I thought you were. I hate that you kissed me. I hate that you wanted me. I hate that you told me you felt head over heels in love. I hate that you took me out. I hate that you made me feel like a princess. I hate that you held my hand. I hate that you walked me to my door. I hate that you called me. I hate that you danced with me. I hate that you bought me a drink. I hate that you made future plans with me. I hate that you chose me. But what I hate the most is that after everything, I'm still not over you.

Now I can see I was waiting for you.

You. I never thought I would meet someone like you and that you would actually want me. You're everything I have ever hoped for. You do things that I've always dreamed about, that I've always wanted to happen to me. The way you kiss me, the way you look at me, the way you dance with me, the way you hold me, everything is just perfect. & you're not just talking about a fling, you're talking about the future, with me.

Farewell, so long, I guess.

Keep lying to yourself, but I know the truth.

It is dying to come out.

I still think of you. I'm not torn up over you, but I do still think of you. I miss how we talked, how the site of your name lighting up my phone made me grin. I miss how you wanted to be cute for me. I miss the way I was when you were in my life. I miss the way we flirted. I miss all the things you said. Sometimes I hope that when I check my phone there will be a message from you. Sometimes I hope that you will all of a sudden chase after me like you did before. I know you won't because you have her but that doesn't mean I still don't wish and hope for you to come back. I wish I could've had a taste of what I wanted. I didn't need to have you, I just wanted a taste, to know if what I thought of you, how I felt about you was true. One night with you and I would've been satisfied. I wouldn't have asked for anything more, just one night would have been enough. But I didn't get what I fought for. I may never get it. But it's ok, I've moved on. I hope you miss me. I hope you still feel the same about me. I hope that you know that one night with me would've been better than four months with her.

You should've seen this coming.

So your conscience finally hit you and you’re feeling guilty... & you’re wishing I was there. So you wanna say you’re sorry? Well, please forgive me if I’m too gone to care. You can take back your goodbyes, wipe off those sad eyes ‘cause I’ve got some tears of my own. The weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight; the kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights. Should have thought of that before ‘cause I’m not your blue sky anymore. So you heard the pitter-patter of a lost heart beating and you learned what it was for. So you made a list of shoulders that you’d be needing. Well, mine aren’t yours anymore. Come on show me your temper. Be the man I remember so I won’t forget what you’ve done. The weather man says it’s gonna rain tonight; the kind of storm where the basement floods and you lose the lights. Should have thought of that before ‘cause I’m not your blue sky anymore. Don’t wanna be that blue sky, I’m not your blue sky anymore.