Yesterday. Yesterday. I'm obsessed with yesterday. It's always a day away.
So, nothing feels right. I'm ready to roll out of bed and wake up from the dream. I miss my friends. I miss my best friend. I miss loving something that counts. I have no purpose. I have no future. I have no inspiration. I have nothing tangible at all. I haven't felt like this in a long time. I wish that there were someone to anchor me. Someone who knows me. Someone to tell me who I am. I don't remember. Sean doesn't know me. And he never did. Noone knows me anymore. Anyone who knows me? Well, they aren't here. They don't hold onto me anymore when it's freezing and we're going insane. I don't want to grow up. I want to go back to how we were. I miss being the one with unreturned feelings. At least then I could identify the reasons why I felt so ill.
Save me Rene'. I miss you.
Save me Rene'. I miss you.