i’d let you scream and yell at me if it meant hearing your voice
i’d let you punch and scratch me if it meant you touching me
i’d let you destroy me if it meant being near you

all i have left of you is clothes that smell faintly of you
and a letter you wrote me
god knows how much i’ve read it
i wish i could hear it in your voice
i wish i didn’t get like this over you
i wish i could stop feeling like this
i wish i could get over you
but i don’t know that i will
and i hate that
i hate it so much
i hate that i won’t see you again
or hear your voice
i hate that i did this
i wish we could go back to the beginning and start over

you were in my dream last night
i was lying on your chest
arms wrapped around me
your head on mine
it felt so real
that i cried when i woke up and saw you weren’t there
i would die to feel your arms around me one more time

i miss you harder tonight
and i don’t know why
maybe it’s because i’ve been trying not to think of you
and it’s my brains way of not letting me forget
but **** man
it hurts like a *****