I wonder what she's thinking about now

Me and her, or me and "her"

Is she remembering what I'm thinking

The promises I made

The sweet nothings

...

I wonder if she's still crying

Knowing her she won't stop

Unless I'm there, I guess

To hold her in my arms

...

Ah

I shouldn't have

But oh

I couldn't help it

I'm sorry, I'm sorry my love

Please forgive me

Pick up, darling

I'll make it up to you

I won't do it again

...

I wonder if she's still crying

I wonder if she hates me...

...

I wonder where he is right now

Making out with that girl, I expect

And forgetting all about me

I wonder why he lied to me

Filling me up with

So many empty promises

I bet he never meant to keep any of them

I wonder why I wasn't enough

I thought we had it good

(I thought he loved me...)

I wonder why he stopped calling

Surely he knows I'm listening

Even if I don't pick up?

Or is this as far as his concern for me

Can go?

...

I wonder where he is right now

Making out with that girl, I expect

And forgetting all about me.

Sofia says: SNIIIFFFFFFF. I wrote this and was like "Eheh, I like this." Then I read it again. Then I read it again. Then...

SNIFF SNIFF SNIFF

I can't stop thinking about the girl crying hateful tears into her pillow and longing for him at the same time, and the guy gulping and staring up at his ceiling.