Can't deny it...
I miss you, dumbass.
I miss you, dumbass.
When I miss you and re-read our old conversations, I cry, not smile.
You don't realize how much I miss talking to you, how much I miss you talking to me.
How could I be so stupid for letting you go?
And here I am, sitting in my bed lonely again. Thinking about the way it has been, thought it was love, though it was true.
Yeah, I didn't know I could miss you this much.
Ok, forget it.
Nevermind me.
I'm just being pathetic all this time.