I'm not ready for this.
It's sinking in now, you know, that I've lost you.
You're happier, which makes me glad.
But it's killing me.

I'm lonely without you.
No matter how many people I'm around, or how many people care.
I'm lonely without you.

I don't understand how in the matter of a week..
A whole year and a half's worth of memories, and laughs, and kisses, and nights, and love
can just end.
I reminisce constantly.

I pick up my phone, and I start to dial your number.
I hang up, and the times that I don't, I immediately regret it.

I type sweet things, or how I'm feeling.
I delete it, and the times that I don't I immediately regret it.

I know you don't want to know these things.
But they're true..
And how I feel matters too.
It does to me at least.

I wish you knew how much you mean.
I wish you knew how much of my mind you occupy, constantly.
I wish you knew how much I care.
I wish you knew.

You don't realize how truly happy you are until it's taken from you.