you may win, but I think we all lose here.

I don't like you anymore, I haven't dreamed about you saving my life in months, I even unlocked your texts, and it's been three months. I hope your happy, I hope she's happiest. The only thing I can hope is that my life gets better, and it really is all about the attitude. I never have anything to write about anymore. I just need to find some change, the kind you don't find in your pocket.