and i say their right.
If I could go back to
the hundreds of times we drove up and down Provo canyon.
The four wheel rides in the mountains.
Singing to you in your car.
Fighting about nothing.
Watching every chick flick ever made.
Talking with your family on Saturday nights.
Hating those late night goodbye's.
Looking over at you to find you were already looking at me.
Being myself. 100%.
Talking for hours and hours and hours.
Going to your family parties.
Eating fast food and sitting on your couch.
Reading goodmorning and goodnight texts.
Our ship crashed and burned.
After ten months.
If you say heartbreak is ridiculous, stupid and not real;
You obviously have never experienced a true heartbreak.
Because honestly, I'd rather have a broken bone right now,than a broken heart.
I'm not the free spirit I used to be.
I am changed.
I can barely stand being social, because that means pretending I'm ok.
Forcing laughter and faking smiles.
I'm really not good at that.
I am going to be a lot more careful.
and I'm going to try to be better.