Every time I think about you, I think about our relationship. Every time I see pictures & post like “Marry someone to want to annoy the rest of your life.” Or “If she’s crazy, she’s the one.” And I think about how we use to like to annoy one another and how you use to always say I was crazy. Every night when I’m laying in bed, it’s you I think about for hours upon hours as I’m trying to get to sleep. But it doesn’t matter if I’m thinking of you, cause I know you’re not thinking about me. We made a promise at the beginning of our relationship; I won’t hurt you if you don’t hurt me. Well I didn’t hurt you, but you sure hurt me. I told you that you’d get tired of me first. Everyone always does.