You are always on my mind

I'm just lost. With or without you. 
You are not here to hold me.
Though in my mind you're always with me. 
You always have been. You always will be. 

Because

I read because one life isn't enough, and in the page of a book I can be anybody;

I read because the words that build the story become mine, to build my life;

I read not for happy endings ...but for new beginnings; I'm just beginning myself, and I wouldn't mind a map;

I read because I have friends who don't, and young though they are, they're beginning to run out of material;

I read because every journey begins at the library, and it's time for me to start packing;

I read because one of these days I'm going to get out of this town, and I'm going to go everywhere and meet everybody, and I want to be ready."

— Richard Peck (Anonymously Yours)

Every night you cry yourself to sleep

Thinking: "Why does this happen to me?

Why does every moment have to be so hard?"

Hard to believe 

we need to talk about ...

I thought you wouldn't forget, of all you would be the one who remain true. I thought you wouldn't leave me. I thought I was the victim but it was me who left, It was me who walked away and left you.
It was me who hurt you.

And all along I thought you were the one hurting me. 

You said you wouldn't make me cry.