i never shared my songs with you, but i tried so hard to stay above it. To not want it, like I wanted you. To heal and love again. But who is there to love again? I've been writing poems again. Hearing your voice in my head again. Thinking about what or if could've been. Not worth the pain again. But its been so long. And I've been out of luck and out of love again. So monotoned again. Hoping you'll come back home again.

Although I'm not sure where home is, again.