• I never wanted to say how much I missed you.
    Or how I'd kill to have you back,
    how I'm torn between two lost loves,
    trying to feel with the heart I lack.

    I can't stand not being near you,
    I'm so much further than before.
    Sometimes I can't even think straight.
    This isn't love, it's so much more.

    Sometimes I stop and think,
    look back into my memory.
    I see how there's no way
    I could ever dream of your feelings only being temporary.

    I've shed so many tears,
    I could probably drown.
    You've let go of me,
    but some how you're pulling me down.

    I try to keep ahold of you,
    though I can no longer feel your heart beating.
    The day I stop loving you,
    will be the day I stop breathing.