Alone, Alone again. I miss you more than I miss myself. I knew who I was with you, but now your gone and I'm not even left with myself.
You where my everything, my earth, my moon, my sun and whole fucking eco system. Most importantly, my home, my escape.
I miss you so much why can't it be to easy to get over someone? Why is one person broken with jagged edges when the other is fine, moving on, happy. Why can't it be an even brake?
I need you more than air in my lungs.
Please. Come back.
