He was just a boy,
throwing words together on paper...

& It's days like today,
where everything seems like it's going to be OK...

&& Your time with her,
is coming to an end...

I don't want to get ahead of things,
or make assumptions that aren't true...

I'm not sure what I'm doing,
or what I'm feeling...

& I just want it all back again...
I want the feeling that he loves me...

& I'm laying here in bed,
staring at the ceiling...

I'm not sure when it happened,
or even why for that matter...