Irony is missing someone so close yet so far,
I've always been so sure you'd come back.
Yet this time you've cut me off for good,
But is it ever final between us.
As long as questions are left unanswered,
And we never leave this fallen city.
You are never far behind me,
There isn't a day I don't think and regret.
You have your bottle and I have my blade,
You have our differences equal in destructive ways.
I wait each day to figure it out,
Answer questions things left unsaid.
My love for you seems without end ,
I'm not happy with or with out you.
What is it I still don't know,
This vicious cycle of you and I.
I can't let go .
