I don’t even know.
I just have this feeling, a notion, a disturbance.
it’s not going away, it’s always present, always with me.
Missing you is horrible because I know I shouldn’t care
wondering wondering wondering are you okay
where the fuck are you?! where the fuck have you been?!
Don’t stay gone for too long, you’re always gone for too long!
We’ve both fucked up.
I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry
I’m so sorry.