Heartache
Jennifer
Every night always end the same. Me laying in bed wide awake at 12am. Not being able to sleep. Started when I realise how much I really love you and how you were are a big part of my life. This heartache has been hurting everytime I see you with her. I can't help but shed a tear. You look so happy with her. Makes me question about us. Makes me wonder, were you happy when we were together? As I lay in my bed every night, memories of us flood through my mind. That makes my heart ache more. I haven't been able to sleep all that great, ever since I told you what I had realise. I know we had a plan, but I can help but feel as though I'm losing you. This heartache is what is keeping me up late at night and only way I can be able to sleep. Is if I cry. Which I do. Crying myself to sleep is only feeding this heartache, but I can't help myself. I want you to be happy, and seeing  you with her. Makes me happy, but at same time makes me sad. I know I was the one who broke us apart. That was my biggest regret, because now I'm dealing with this Heartache
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