You. Right now my whole body's aching and I feel extremely tired. Not only that; but I also feel like crying. I've promised myself I wouldn't cry over you no more, I'm just wasting my tears on somebody who doesn't give a fuck what happens to me. "Have you stopped thinking about him?" - my friends ask me, "No, I haven't." - I say and they look down at the ground and go "Okay" then sigh. I wish I could say "About who?" when they ask instead. I miss you. Still, I wouldn't let you back into my #life even if I could. - I'm proud to be able to say that and not lie.