If I close my eyes, I can still here your voice. Still feel the comfort of your words... the comfort of your presence.

Sometimes, I can feel you with me in my heart. You live miles away, yet I know you're with me, holding me.

Sometimes I forget the simple pleasure of having you there. Knowing that I'm safe because you're just a floor below.

Sometimes I can still hear your laugh. Picture your smile. Remember how you lit up a room just by walking in.

Sometimes before bed, I pretend that I'm still there... in my room there... pretend that in the morning, I'll wake up and see you at breakfast.

Sometimes I just keep reminiscing over the times we've shared. Moments we've had. Love I felt.

But sometimes... sometimes it just hurts too much.

Sometimes I'm so hurt by whats happened, that I'm angry with you. I feel betrayed and fooled into feeling so vulnerable.

Sometimes I can't help but feel like you've rejected me. Most especially, because I don't hear from you any longer.

But most of the time, I just feel foolish. Foolish for loving another, foolish for investing myself so much, and foolish because I thought you actually cared.

Sometimes it hurts so much I can't breathe...