I say I'm over him but everynight before I go to bed I pray for a dream of him.
And everytime I see his face my heart skips a beat and time slows down.
And when someone says his name it tears open the scar he made
but it feels good in the way that i know
I'll never forget him, and he was real.
But I can't tell them because they think I'm over him
so they say his name over and over making me relive the memories,
the bad and good.
i hope i over him,but its not.
i'm not stronger than i look.
i'm sorry. please go and find other girl.
that didn't have a broken heart.
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