toxic girl

THIS IS JUST ONE OF A KIND:

SOMETIMES, I THINK ABOUT YOU. ABOUT US. HOW IT WAS, HOW IT FELT. IT'S ALL GONE NOW. ALL I HAVE, ALL YOU HAVE, IS MEMORIES. IT'S NOT THAT I MISS YOU, I JUST THINK OF YOU. HOW MY LIFE WOULD HAVE BEEN IF I STUCK WITH YOU. I DON'T KNOW YOU. AND YOU DON'T KNOW ME. BUT I WOULD LOVE TO KNOW YOU. I KNOW YOUR MUSIC. MAYBE, THAT'S IT. MAYBE, I HAVE TO BE SATISFIED WITH THAT. MAYBE. BUT I CAN'T. I CAN'T STOP THINKING ABOUT YOU. I CAN'T STOP LOOKING AT PICS OF YOU. AND IT HURTS. ALL THE TIME. SOMETIMES I JUST WANNA TAKE NEXT FLIGHT BACK TO YOU. STAY WITH YOU. FOREVER. OR AT LEAST FOR A WHILE. BUT THEN, I GET BACK TO REALITY. I WAKE UP FROM JUST ANOTHER DREAM... I HATE THOSE DREAMS. I HATE MYSELF FOR BEING LIKE THIS.

BUT I MISS YOU, YOU KNOW.