

Its ridiculous that I still miss you more every day.
“I’ve become A simple souvenir of someone’s kill And like the sea I’m constantly changing from calm to ill Madness fills my heart and soul as if the great divide could swallow me whole oh, how I’m breaking down”
Everyday, no matter what i’m doing, something reminds me of you. I just keep trying to tell myself that it can’t hurt like this forever, but I feel like it will. For all of the lies that i’ve told, mistakes that I have made, and for all the ways that I’ve treated people; I honestly believe that this is my punishment.