Lack of Girlfriend disease
You feel like you’re dying inside every time you see them. The only way to survive is to get a little love from the person who broke your heart.
She walked by me in the hallway. I tripped and fell. She laughed. I cried.
She texted me: 'Hey, wanna hang out?' I said yes. Then I cried.
I saw her with her new guy. I said, 'Hey, how’s your new guy?' She said, 'He’s good. How’s your life?'