Lying here tonight, thinking of you. Wondering if you're thinking of me too. Knowing that you're not but wishing that you were, thinking of me and not of her. Memories keep running through my head of when we were together, and what you have said. I didn't think I'd love you at first, but now I love you so much that it hurts. I live to love you, someone please tell me why I do. But I only wish that you knew how much I truly love you.
