How did I become this?

How did I become like this?

How did I turn into the girl that dreams of you?

How do I wake up seeing your face knowing its never going to be the same?

How do I continue my days when everything makes me think of you? 

Why can't I just move on?

You said you wouldn't screw me over but non the end you did. 

You said I could trust you.

You showed me you cared for me. 

It's hard knowing our past and prentending that it was nothing in the present, even harder knowing you won't be in my future. 

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