Every night before I sleep, it's the same routine,
I lay here with thoughts thinking what they all mean.
I think about you and the memories are haunting,
and then I think of us and I feel like i'm taunted.
Tonight i'm thinking of changing that as I lay in my bed,
i'll close my eyes, bang bang, I'm dead.
The memories are like dreams not so easily forgotten,
I think of some memories as nightmares i've fought.
Im distraught cause I don't want to cry, I wish you'd come back.
I love you so much, and my mind seems to lack,
in having a longing in the idea of another.
I'm still mourning over my twin flame that I smothered.