It makes it so hard. as soon as i finally let go, you always come back. only long enough to get me back, the next thing i know, you*re gone again.

Why is it that whenever I have you I take you for granted and seem not to care, but once you are gone you're all i can ever think of?

**I*m tired of everyone else telling me what to do, if I would*ve listened to my heart, I*d still be with you.**