If this continues
The puncture wounds just might kill me...

Watching the sky blue marker bleed into the brown...
Seeping slowly into tiny lines...

When you're gone
I'm in pieces again...

Im sick of second guessing myself
Because when youre around youre not much help...

Headache, earthquake
I can't remember the day you left...

I woke up today
With the taste of the end still lingering...

In the place I used to find such comfort in
Your warm embrace...

Outside of the box full of drama
That we call highschool...

Theres a gaping hole
Deep inside me...

I didnt have to wish
On a star, for you to care...

Dont see you much now
but your still in my heart...

Times passing
I miss you so much it hurts...