i hate this.

When you're dreaming with a broken heart
The waking up is the hardest part
You roll outta bed and down on your knees
And for the moment you can hardly breathe
Wondering was she really here?
Is she standing in my room?
No she's not, 'cause she's gone, gone, gone, gone, gone....

.:john mayer:.


------------->ahhhh. i hate hate hate you sometimes. you walked up to me, hugged me, held me as i cried. you told me you were sorry, that you never should have left. we promised each other to be strong and to tough it out and you hadnt at all, and you wanted to try. i just cried, and hoped. and you told me you missed me so much, and no matter who you saw, you could never feel the same way about anyone the way you felt about me. that you loved me, and you didnt mean what you said when your hurt me. and i didnt know what to say, i didnt know what to do. but it didn't matter what i did, because then i rolled over and realized i was still sleeping....again.