I almost,
convinced myself I was smart, beautiful, strong...

I miss you.
I'm dreading...

I want our smiles to light up the room,
I want you close to smell your perfume...

Brutal summers.
Bitter winters...

I smile.
I breathe...

I don't understand,
show me the way...

I break down,
I cry...

I told you goodbye
but i didnt mean it...

One day,
death will overcome me...

I do not understand what you want from me.
We've what? Been together for over a year...

You get asked where you got those scars,
You reply that they make up who you are...

He doesn't understand,
How i'm lacking sleep and that I am becoming weak...