She's in her room, sitting on her floor, blocking the door so no one bothers her, she has her phone in her hand hoping and wishing he would text or call.
Make-up running down her face from all the tears she can't help from falling down slowly.
Replaying all of their memories and fun times, but mostly their last convo, wishing she said things differently then she did.
Thinking to herself she'll never ever get him back. :"( 3
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