How does someone move on
From someone like you
I hear you laugh
And know I didn't cause it
Damn it hurts
Missing you is the worst
Even though I see you every day
And sit beside you in class
There's something missing
Now I feel shattered
Who knew I was glass?
I don't really Like this one, but oh well, I might delete it. I'm in a writing mood so I'll probably write a bit tonight.
-levi
