I couldn't find the words to describe the longing I feel for you..
And the pain that comes with knowing it isn't the same for you.
So I found the words in French instead, sitting on this bench alone with this all to familiar hollowness for company. I don't know what it is about your presence that makes me want you around all the time. I can't help but wish you mine. You're bound to my thoughts but it's like trying to find water in this drought. I miss you.. I can't stop. No matter how hard I try, it only ends in me wanting to cry. And this is stupid but it makes sense to me. Only me.

I don't know what it is but I can't help it
All you have to say is "jump"
And I'll ask "how high?"
Even though I'm not your number one anymore,
You're still my only one.
And I'm pathetic but you still taste like an anaesthetic
And I still can't see through your haze.
I watch you sleep while I look for the words to wake you and bring you back but I can't find them and I'm stuck here
Clinging to an empty body who's lost all feelings.
Where have you gone?