I can't keep pretending this isn't hurting me,
without you here, I feel so bare
and this isn't who I want to be.
I want everything how it used to be,
but I'm afraid it might be too late.
What used to be the happy old me, has rolled over into hate.
2am or 5am, I'm still lying here wide awake.
Thoughts of you run through my mind and make me constantly debate.
Was our friendship real?
and will it ever heal?
because you and me is what I constantly miss still.
It's been a long time, but you were always on my mind.
No one has filled or probably ever will,
the void you left in my heart
Which is eatting me alive and tearing me apart.
