When I start thinking about the summer we had, it was amazing! But under that amazing feeling there were times thar i cry myself to sleep, when I stop myself thinking about to give up on you. The times when i always went home from you with 1000 tears in my eyes. I remember those times very strong, even though i tried, the hardest i could to repress them. When I think about you, I feel lost. I never gonna kiss those lips again even if I once thought those lips was the last lips i should kiss. Then, when I start thinking about that I am alone, I start to cry. Before, I always called you when I felt empty and alone, and you filled me. But now, when I feel alone, I feel anymore alone when I know i am never going to have you again. Never. Feels like a joke.