you broke my heart
and I know I should be over it by now
because it's been over 365 days
365 days where I've been telling myself that you're gone
and you aren't coming back
365 days where you are now probably in love
with that girl from the ice cream shop
who always couldn't seem
to look away
when you were there
365 days where you missing me
hasn't even crossed your mind
not that it hurts
because even when we were together
it always seemed that you
had someone else on your mind
365 days where your number has now changed
voicemails filled up with my constant
sorry's and I love you's
voicemails that you threw away
as if I were trash
as if I were nothing
and I shouldn't take that so offensively because you did leave
you did throw me away
as if nights beneath the comfort of
my white blanket weren't enough
for you
but yet it's over 365 days
and it still hurts
and you're still gone
and I'm still here
alone,
always alone
