you know, if you called me at 3 am crying into the phone how much you love and miss me even though i know it's 3 am and you're just lonely, i would listen, and i would believe you. and i would talk to you like my lover again. and in the morning you can pretend it never happened and continue to forget me. but still, if you called, after everything, after what you did and what you said and all the promises you broke and all the things we didn't get to do, i would still pick up.