**** I miss you, why have you left? What have I done? This is surely a blown chance at romance and happiness. I cant help but regret the mistakes iv made. The time machine couldn't get here soon enough. I miss you, ****** I do. Just to talk to the real you, deep down inside I know you feel it too. I cry out, over and over in my head day to day... replaying the things iv done wrong... maybe it wasn't just all me, maybe you had mistakes too? Thats what helps me finally rest my head at night... lying to myself about you. Why cant I just have what I want even if I made a mistake or two? Why must my hope life be miserable due to my trouble some youth...