Is it all the thing I said,
Or the ones left unsaid,
That makes me feel so regretful.

I want to stop dwelling over this,
And be happy again.
But I stop knowing what happiness is,
After losing you.

It is painful,
Every time I try to reach out to someone,
The first person that comes into my mind,
Is you.

I don't have your phone number saved,
In my phone.
But I have it engraved,
Permanently in my brain.

I just don't know how to end this.