I think that secretly I really miss you
and I say secretly because even I didn't know it until now
I know that it has been bottled up in a tiny corner in my heart
and it's only just washed up somehow
I think I ignore the fact that I miss you
because I know you're not going anywhere
but then a home seems stable until it's ripped up by a storm
a heart seems warm until it's frozen to the core
there is nothing about loving you that makes us permanent
we are both just human you see
but I want you to know that you are the start and the end of me
I could tell you this a hundred times over and it till wouldn't be enough to last
but I would rather you hear it echo around your eardrums
I'd rather you be sick of knowing
so my days of throwing secrets in bottles into the ocean of my heart
I'm leaving in the past