I am pretty sure my friends stopped caring. They stopped caring
I am pretty
my friends stopped caring. They stopped caring
everything I cared about is gone. The family member
that I truly
cared about is gone forever. The love of my life
and seems to be never coming back. The only thing I cry about now
are the memories that will always hunt me,
Tomorrow, Today, and Yesterday. I never changed a thing,
I probably never will.
I will spend my day wondering,
what could of been,
what should of been,
what you ended up leaving behind. Truth is I don't ever see myself
not loving you, and it is your fault I write the way I do,
because all I think about is you.