There will always be something missing. Something that we use to have. I can't quite put my finger on it but I can see and feel it.
I just want to go back to that day when you confessed your love for me. I would do anything to go back to that night, well morning. It was last Tuesday I believe so. Seems like it's been forever. I just would like to prove to you that I truly am in love. I can't find the correct words to prove it to you but I can show you it...
