Its hard To think of myself as beautiful When all i can see Are the flaws that surround my body Its hard To think of myself as affectionate When all i can see Is the emptiness holding me down Its hard To think of myself as happy When all i can see Is the sadness inside of me
I've missed you more than usual lately Everything reminds me of your Smile Laugh Voice Eyes I want to bury my face into your chest and not worry about a thing. But now that place is gone so i continue snuggling my pillow. Its not cozy and comfy like you were, and it doesn't smell like you or that expensive perfume.