Days and days are passing by and it's getting closer to the time you have to leave. I miss you so much. Every little thing reminds me of you. But I know this isn't right. I need to stop thinking about you. You're never ever going to get back with me. You only like blonde Barbies. You gave me false hope and pursued on your quest to get me just because you wanted "a fuck". I need to forget you. And trust me I will.