I can't get over him but I can't
even look at him. I tried "moving" on and completely
failed.
I used to think that I hated all of the fighting between us but
at least when we fought I knew I still had him.
I knew that I could jump in his arms and he'd hold me
and we'd say we were sorry.
I guesss I didn't do that enough
I guess I didn't love him enough