i should fake sleep so i dont have to talk to you tonight. although it doesn't make a difference because over coffee you're silent enough for the both of us. we need a connection but you seem to push me somewhere way far away. your never here when i need you. i dont even bother to call you when i need a shoulder to cry on, because most of the time you are the cause of my tears. and you just dont care like you used to. which is fine because more and more everyday i realize my increasing ability to live without you. my love for you has run away with your compassion for my broken heart. i've been sleeping so strange at night, and i thought its because i missed you. but don't flatter yourself honey, its because i'm finally getting over you.