i hate it

I hate it. I realy do.But what do i do, it always gets to this time.It was a beautiful day though.I just cant stand how the bus takes you away after a warm day with you.
The tention that i might not see you gain burns in between nerves and cuts deep to the marro.
just a smile from you changes everything.I be smiling on the selfies we took all day as the bus deperts
I hope the same road that takes you away brings you back.I again hope one day ill get the courage to say the three magic words to you.