Everyday I lay on my bed with this feeling i know is not new;
Under heavy clouds of our memories, I always think of you.
How your eyes used to say so much, of which I understood less;
How the curve of your smile would straighten up things and relieve me of all the stress.
But now I know what your eyes meant whenever they fell on me,
I hate myself for being so naive as not being able to see.
I confess going out with other girls, but my love for them was never true;
Cuz even when I was with these girls all i thought about was you.
I know it was all my fault, so stupid of me to let you go;
But now I realise that of all the things in this world, in my life I need you more.
If only I knew where this would go and what this would do to my heart;
I'd rather wish being that tatoo on your arm, atleast then we wouldn't be apart.