seventeen year old me, wondering if they'll ever be over him.
here i am, nineteen, trying my best.
and if heartbreak gets the best of me.
if he gets the best of me, and death sets me free; i'll always be by your side.
so to little me, i hope we'll be over him soon.
i can't promise much, since i still love him more than anything in this world; and i'm so sorry for that.
i'm so sorry.
