I wish we didn't have to go opposite ways. I wish we had more time together. I wish we didn't have to say goodbye. Most of all, I wish our hearts didn't have to break.

So much for wishing on a shooting star, right?

She says she can hear my heart crying for her, from 300 miles away. She says she can hear it breaking.

Why doesn't she wipe away the tears, mend my breaking heart, and calm my crying heart?

Sometimes, goodbye is the only way.

In the beginning, I couldn't sleep because actually being with her was better than my dreams.
Now, I can't sleep because my dreams are so damn real, it always brings me to tears.
Why does love always have to end with heartbreak?