I love you, with every bit of my being, I love you. We were good, we were so perfect, I don't know what happened, I don't know how to fix this, everyone keeps wanting to bad mouth you, but you're not a bad guy, you never even so much as raised your voice to me. I'm so confused, you seemed so happy one day and the next you suddenly weren't, you said you weren't happy with me, but if that's the case, why are you still talking to me everyday, why are you still laughing every single time we talk? Why do you sound so sad when we hang up? Maybe it's all in my head, maybe you're just talking to me because you feel bad... I'm lost without you, all I do is replay all of our amazing memories together over and over, when I lay down at night to go to sleep, I wait to feel your arm wrap around me, but it never does. You're gone, but I want you back, and I can't help but wonder, when you go to all the places we went together, do you think about me? Do you miss me? Or are you happy that I'm gone? Is it a relief?