I find it extremely amazing how it has already been somewhat days since things have been falling out of place. It’s extraordinary how I’m able to with-stand all the pain that you’ve put me through at times with your actions and words. Sometimes, it hurts to notice how comfortable you are in calling me by my name rather than babe or baby. It pains me to know how well you have gotten along without me, although we barely hangout and text almost everday,still there always seem to be a large chunk missing. Maybe it’s just me missing your company and being able to call you my boyfriend or maybe it’s just that we have sort of gotten used to how things are already. I hope not. Although I feel this way, I am quite grateful that I’m still the first girl that you wake up thinking about and the last girl that you go to bed dreaming of. Sometimes I wish time would move along quicker so that I could rightfully call you mine again. Something that I have learned and picked up along the way is that I should not show you how weak you may make me at times. Letting you see that side of me, not only shows you how much you have hurt me,  but it also shows how much that I’ve hurt you when I look into your eyes.