(no subject)
I used to hate seeing you. Being around you when you were with her made me sick. It made me miss driving around in your truck all day, with nowhere to go. Or just sitting on the couch and watching tv. It made me miss every second i spent with you. But I take it all back now, because last night when you were holding me, it made me cherish all that time. It will never be the same again, as bad as I want it to. And as bad as I want you, I know I can't have you. She will never be out of your life. And I am. Maybe it's better this way.