While we've moved on into 2015
I'm still lingering in every empty space in my body waiting to make a mark
Like they say "Missing you comes in waves and tonight I'm drowning"
But it isn't just tonight
Its every night
And drowning would be a privelage
I'm suffocating under a thousand pounds of pressure to hold back every tear that's been built up over a course of three years
Trying to save myself the pain of rolling around in bed with a bloodshot face, veins popping out of my neck , screaming at the sky
I'll never understand why you left
I didnt do anything wrong