Every day,
I think of you.
There's never a moment
When you are not
In the back of my mind.
I call myself foolish,
I call myself wrong,
I call myself ridiculous
Because I know that you're gone.
But something still,
Has a giant hold
On my fragile heart strings
And it's not your fault.
Quitting cigarettes,
That's nothing.
Quitting you,
Will take all that I have.