doing everything to forget your face
I don't like coming home for the weekend. I'm left to my own devices, which means I start to think too much.
... I started thinking about Steve and us, what used to be us, and I feel this hole deep inside that I can't fill. I miss him, but I know nothing is the same anymore and I still won't look back.
I don't regret it.
I'm just still feeling the afterschocks.
I just miss him. That's all.
... I started thinking about Steve and us, what used to be us, and I feel this hole deep inside that I can't fill. I miss him, but I know nothing is the same anymore and I still won't look back.
I don't regret it.
I'm just still feeling the afterschocks.
I just miss him. That's all.