*To miss someone
That's not even yours
Hurts more
Then words could explain*
Mar 30, 2017
Mar 30, 2017 at 7:41 AM UTC
*To miss someone
That's not even yours
Hurts more
Then words could explain*
I feel so alone when we don't talk. And so alive when we do. I just wish that you were mine. And I could be with you