Wouldn't you know it, I've lost my courage;
Isn't that funny- me, lost for words?
Not that it really matters, because I know you know,
And you would have told me yourself if you could.
Remember the first time we met each other?
You were in your world, I was in mine.
Breaking down the barriers, we broke all the rules.
And wasn't it good? Wasn't it fine?
I took it for granted, while you took you time.
Longing for love, oh how we tried,
It's over now that's understood,
But wasn't it good?
Two would-be lovers, caring for flowers
That just wouldn't grow.
And in all of our tomorrows we'll have all those yesterdays.
And wasn't it good?

I still miss him. Yes, thankyou everyone who reminds me continuously that I don't need him, that I need to get over him, that I should be dating someone else.

Well guess what?

I don't want to date anyone else.

And I know, I know, as much as he denies it, I know he's back with her. And I can't figure out what's so wrong with me.

Am I fat, ugly, stupid etc etc ad nauseum?

This is driving me insane. And I have very little chance of dating someone else while I'm still hung up on him.

I wish he'd let me go. Or be with me. Preferably be with me.