Each day
I have this urge
To drown myself into the deep dark river

"Are you okay?"

"Yeah I'm fine"

No, I'm hurting

I'm hurting because of you

"Okay, I love you"

"I love you too"

No, you don't

You wouldn't do this, you wouldn't hurt me

You don't love me, you just don't want the others have my attention

You don't love me, you just want to feel needed

if you’d told me to cross oceans for you
i will

but promise, promise
that you’ll come back for me
and you’ll meet me halfway

I miss you like the wind does the leaves
But when spring comes, once again they will meet