there comes a point when
the world around you seems to
move so fast and the people you know
become the people you knew and
the friends you've made become
ghosts of your past and
i feel like there is no chance
of stopping the world even if
its on the tips of my fingers
because in the end im still broken
and we arent talking like we used to
all I'm trying to say is that i ******* miss you

im just sad and empty but
you are so bright like the sun
that hurts my grey eyes when
it shines through the cracked window
in your lousy apartment

i wish things were different
but it's all for the best
i miss you dearly but
"this is all for the best"