Sleeping in your warm volleyball sweatshirt
Thinking about how lucky I am, having the best guy ever
Seeing us in the future, dreaming about you in my deep sleep
Waking up, looking out the window. The beautiful sun rises in the east.
Waiting to see your smile on the bus. Hoping to get one of those warm hugs.
The yellow dirty bus comes around the corner. Your excited face in the window.
That warm hug that I was dreaming about is so much better than I thought.

When you and I had the time of our lives, just sitting and fishing
Walking through corn mazes, watching movies in my basement, playing volleyball outside.
I feel like the luckiest girl in the world, having the best guy in the world.
Having the perfect guy is always hard. It has its ups and downs.
Just like the time where you lied to me by saying you didn’t like another girl
The time where you just ignored me in front of your friends.

The one Monday I only had one class.
I went to lunch with you. You looked straight through me like a ghost, like I wasn’t there.
Looking at me like a stranger, like a nobody.
What changed?

Wednesday night you didn’t talk to me, you just texted me.
You admitted to liking someone else, that same girl that you lied to me about.
I couldn’t talk you out of it, you already made up your mind,
Leaving me.
My phone was covered in droplets of water. Tears that had fallen from my chin.
Wanting to talk in person, wanting to clear everything up.
Only to have a hard falling in the end.
I felt my heart breaking into thousands of pieces.
You promised you would never hurt me.
What are you doing right now, huh?!
Hurting me.

Thursday at school, I saw you walking in the hallway
Alone, no one by your side.
I saw your eyes, they were sad
Why were you sad?
You left me. Its not my fault.
I felt a little part of me die inside, seeing you sad.
I still care about you, and what happens to you.
You made our eyes meet, I noticed you trying to smile.
Was it fake? I saw the way you were trying.
Do you still care?

The Friday after school, you were invited to a movie
Someone told you to bring me along, but you chose to leave me
You asked Her to be there, the one you lied to me about.
My friend was there with her guy.
You asked Her out.
I could feel my heart shattering into a million more pieces.
Another part of me died.
I wasn’t over you yet.
Thanks for waiting two whole days before asking Her out,
I guess I have my answer
You really don’t care about me anymore
I felt a fragment of my heart hit my chest. Hard.
That’s when I knew it was over.
For good.