Tell me one day I’ll wake up and you won’t be the first thought on my mind. Tell me I won’t check my phone for a text from you. Tell me every song on the radio won’t remind me of you. Tell me one day your name won’t be the first that appears in my mind anything happens. Tell me I won’t spend my days worrying about you. Tell me I’ll find someone who will make me feel, the way you made me feel. Tell me I’m not completely broken beyond repair. I know you’re moving on and it’s all over. But i’m scared it won’t ever really be over, not for me anyway. I’m scared that no matter how hard I try I’ll never find anyone who loves me the way you did. I know our love was highly dysfunctional, but that is the only kind of love I’ve ever know. Perhaps, it is the only kind of love I will ever deserve.