I miss you, I do.
How much longer am I going to suffer like this, it's ridiculous, how troublesome it is.
I don't want to think about it but everything speaks of you, everything holds what I thought I knew.
And I haven't been able to escape the idea of escaping, I feel so lost like I should just keep moving, leave everything and everyone behind me.
After all that is what you and everyone else taught me because nothing compares to me and you.
