6.9.06
I miss you like hell
Some days are better than others, but either way you always pop into my mind.
When something goes wrong
When things go to shit
It’s been almost three years now and some days I just don’t know what to do with myself
I should know better I know
I know in my heart of hearts you wouldn’t want me to be this way
You’d smile and laugh and tell me to get the fuck over it already
But how do I move on?
I still haven’t figured that one out and I doubt I ever will
I just try to breathe
Breathe through the pain and the tears
Embrace the madness and run with it
I know there’s a method to my madness
I know there’s hope in hopelessness
And I also know that all the hope in my heart wont ever bring you back to us
And I still miss you.
