I tell people I'm ok, because I am around my friends. But every time I see you together, the image sticks, then when I get home I embrace the pain you have inflicted upon me.
I tell people I hate you, that I want to see you cry. I may, but I also still love you. I dont know why because you have torn me up inside, but I still love you with everything Iv got.
I need to get over you, I need to move on, but I cant. I see you with her EVERY SINGLE DAY. It has destroyed me.