Its 3am and i feel like crap
I end up waking up at 306 am. Its becoming an habit. I woke up today to a dream of my ex. In the dream he given me a pile of papers saying what he loves about me and the 365 days after our brak up. Last page i saw/read before waking up was this: i fen love you. Woke up crying about it. Still am. I miss him even though he was a jerk. I love him even if he have someone else now. I just want to cry until i have no more tears.
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