AN: Still know I'm in the middle of a story, but I have one-shot ideas too you know! Anywhoo...Likayla! And maybe a bit of Liley if I can fit it in here. Mikayla's POV!

I woke up today
Woke up wide awake
In an empty bed
Staring at an empty room
I have myself to blame
For the state I'm in today
And now dying
Doesn't seem so cruel
And oh, I don't know what to say
And I don't know anyway
Anymore

I woke up, and turned over, my arm reaching out for the warmth that was my best friend, my everything, Lilly Truscott.

It took me about five seconds to figure out why my arm couldn't locate what I so badly wanted to find there. She had left me.

And I couldn't blame her, she had warned me, she had told me if I didn't change soon, it was done, and I never changed, so she kept her promise.

'Cause everytime I think of her with you
It's killing me
Inside, and
Now I dread each day
Knowing that I can't be saved
From the loneliness
Of living without you
And, oh
I don't know what to do
Not sure that I'll pull through
I wish you knew

I brought my thoughts to the person who was now holding her in their arms, loving her with everything they had, and accualy trying.

I groaned and looked around my room, trying to find something that I could do that would take my mind off her for even ten seconds.

But then I relized it was no use. She had no idea how much pain this was causeing me.

I hate myself for losing you
And oh, I don't know what to do
Not sure that I'll pull through
I wish you knew
And oh, I don't know what to say
And I don't know anyway
Anymore
No, no

I hated myself.

It was as simple as that.

I didn't hate Miley for loving her, I didn't hate her for leaving.

She had every freakin right to leave after the terrible way that I had treated her. More like a slave then anything else, that's all she was to me.

And that's pretty damn sad, because I never saw how much I was seriously in love with her.


I hate myself for losing you
I'm seeing it all so clear
I hate myself for losing you
What do you do when you look in the mirror
And staring at you is why he's not here?
What do you say when everything you said
Is the reason why he left you in the end?
How do you cry when every day you shout
"Don't ever bring him back again?"
I hate myself for loving you

I'm the reason she left.

I look in the mirror everday, knowing that the face staring back at me, is the exact reason she had run from me.

The reason that she know had someone who could take care of her, more then I ever could, more then I could ever dream of doing.

I wish we could at least still be friends, but everytime I even attempt to call her, I say something jerkish, something that makes her burst out crying and hang up on me.

I wonder sometimes why I cry so much, I don't want her to come back.

I thought about that for a couple seconds.

No, it was true, I didn't want her to come back here, to more misery, I wanted her there with Miley.

Where Lilly was truly happy.