I dream about you every night. Even though you told me you no longer loved me, you ripped my heart out, stomped on it, then threw it at my face. You said so many hurtful things, but yet I still think about you all day.. I wonder what you’re doing at that very moment.. What class you’re in, what girl you’re looking at and thinking is cute, what you and your friends are talking about, I wonder if you think the same about me.