as much as I can say I don't need him, I do.

as much shit that he's put me through, I should be through with him, but I'm not.

I miss him so much it hurts.

I'm tired of calling and getting his dad on the phone... telling me he's not there. When I know he is.

I'm mad that I can't save him, and I'm angry that he said he'd always choose me over the booze.
I'm hurt, and I know he doesn't care.

as much as you can say he was not good enough for me... I still love him.

The 5 months I'd been talking to him, and the 2 I'd been dating him were possibly the best months of my life.

And now we go from talking hours every night to not even speaking.

I'll get over it, I hope.