How exactly am I going to be okay?
When everything I felt dearly, just became my worst nightmare.
When everything I held dearly, became the last thing I ever needed.
How did it ever come to this?
I should have never left you,
I should have never made you cry.
I am sorry, I am truly sorry!
Feb 11, 2017
Feb 11, 2017 at 9:41 PM UTC
How exactly am I going to be okay?
When everything I felt dearly, just became my worst nightmare.
When everything I held dearly, became the last thing I ever needed.
How did it ever come to this?
I should have never left you,
I should have never made you cry.
I am sorry, I am truly sorry!
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