I sit in my room, waiting by the phone, day by day. Hopeing he might call because he found it in his heart to forgive me some way. I wake up and teardrops, they fall down like rain. Sometimes I think I'll never smile again, because of all my pain. My heart beats at a steady pace, until I picture in my mind his perfect face. Then it beats rapidly, like it's in a race. I can't believe I hurt him like that. Sometimes I wonder how I would react to something like that? I wish I could go back in time and erase the past and fix the mistakes I made, but at the same time I don't know what I would change. I like how my life is without him right now, but everyday my heart aches for him, some how.