It would be nice to have you back in my life.
I messed up along the way. I said things I shouldn’t have and did things I do regret. But you did too.. I miss you still though. I still think about you everyday, how we use to be cool together, just thinking about ‘us,’ before all that stuff happened.. I know the chances are really low, but I wish you were here in my life again. It may not be the same, but it’s better than nothing.
Why do you always show up right after I’m over you? It’s like you know that I’m happy without you, then you come back giving me all those memories that I don’t want to think of.
That feeling when you’re so pissed off, all you want to do is cry.
