Gone Gone Gone

I still dream, of when you kissed my neck. I dream of the way you'd wrap your arms around me when it was cold. I dream of the hot summer day when you ran to the top of the hill as fast as you could simply because you'd heard my voice. I dream of the phone calls when you'd whisper sweet words until I fell asleep. I dream of good morning texts and late night conversations. I dream of holding your hand when I was scared. I dream of the movie date when you didn't watch a single second of the film because you kept your eyes on me.... Yes I dream of our whirlwind romance and all the good things. But I also dream of the screaming and the arguments. The text that read "I don't want you". I dream of the fact that you didn't answer my calls and you left me. I wake up crying because you don't love me anymore and I am still so caught up in our love and I'm wondering how it could end... Your sweet words burn almost as much as the places you kissed me... I remember the feeling of your lips. I remember telling my friends all about you. I still dream of the days we spent cheating off each other's papers in algebra.... And how you laughed because I'm so terrible in history... My dreams are sweet... But I wake up in cold reality. I love you.... And you don't love me.

There's a war in the world, and a war in her head. Both wars leave someone dead.

Yeah that's hell.

Baby you broke me...