I should be over this your name and what you did shouldn't bother me any more but it does and lower I sink back into myself analyzing and reliving everything over and over again
I should be past this sinking feeling that twist the knots in my stomach, It's not you any more that bring the tears its knowing all she wants is you and the fact she will never have that
Its not your fault you were to far gone to be saved when you went away, tattered memories pictures and newspaper clippings thats all thats left
All thats left of someone the world forgot and left to die alone these things can't be replaced, there will always be a hole in her where you should of been that no one will ever fill