Here I am, again sitting on the floor crying over you. I knew this would happen, but when I played it all out in my head it didn’t hurt this bad. I want you to come running back, tell me you were wrong and beg for me back. I want to say sorry and take you back and kiss your soft lips just one more time, feel your tan skin, watch the lights in your eyes. I miss how time stood still for us, just caught in the moment. I remember how you told me you loved you me, right before I went inside. But, I also remember you ignoring me, insulting me, the fighting, and the pain. I didn’t realize how bittersweet this would taste.