I know it's been a month since we've spoken

I know you're happy with someone else, while I remain broken

Sometimes when my phone rings, I feel a tiny ray of hope shining through

Thinking maybe, just maybe, this time it'd be you

But it is never you

Maybe I just refuse to believe that we're really through

In a couple of years, you and me will be but a memory

All of our laughter and all our the dreams

Now, I don't know what to say or what to do

It's like my world stopped, when I started missing you.