“I cannot say that I’m over you. I may not think about you, I may not speak your name but I cannot say the emptiness you left me with doesn't overwhelm me. I cannot say that I don’t miss you, I cannot say I’m not worried. I can say you did everything you said you wouldn’t. I can say you left me broken, uncertain you even care. But that’s usually how it goes. Young love. We don’t even know who we are, yet claim to love someone. We don’t know what we see in our future, yet so many possibilities. But we’re here swooning over what we believe is love. So blind, so innocent. When we’ve yet to even lose ourselves.”