I'm at a payphone, tryin' to call home
All of my change I spent on you
Where have the times gone? Baby, it's all wrong
Where are the plans we made for two?

Yeah, I, I know it's hard to remember
The people we used to be
It's even harder to picture
That you're not here next to me
You say it's too late to make it
But is it too late to try?

does it even matter to you that im sorry? does anything i say mean anything to you? will i ever feel like i did when we first met? i keep looking for it but nothing else feels anywhere near it. i know what i did made things weird and that you think that im ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ crazy or whatever but just think about the good times. think about what god would want you to do. how can u ask for forgiveness if you havent forgiven me? how can we make this right?

groucho maaaarrx thats tha guy who gets his head hit by tha fryin pan

i walked past the house today. the curtains were drawn and i could see that other girl sitting on your couch. the couch we used to watch rick and morty together on. i guess you really did move on. this will be my last message. i hate you. i love you. i hate that i love you.

hey. im writing this because i don't know what else to do. my life has lost it's purpose without you. can't you see that? we felt alive. i know what i did was wrong. but so is this. just tell me you haven't considered letting me move back in a Single time since june and i'll give this all up. but i know you. and i know you still think about me too.

i'm not even gunna bother asking. cus i know the answer. but.... let's just, idk. i miss u. i miss my duo zayah rakan botlane. i know u still think about how we dominated the lane. uve never recreated that with anyone else since have u? dont even respond. i know the answer.