Why is it so hard to be without you?
Since I’ve known you, you have meant so much to me.
Yet I chose to try to get over you and for awhile I thought I had.
I felt satisfied that you were there and I would move on slowly.
After you left, you never slipped my mind.
My dreams, my thoughts, and my mood all revolved around you.
But do I have the right to feel this way?
Knowing you’ll leave again, should I just give up?
I must be stupid cause I already made up my mind.