*About blowing your chance with someone you think you should be with.*
I remember when our love was a flame.
Now you’re gone and there’s only me to blame.
I remember when I felt so alive.
I lost the part of me I need to thrive.
There is no one else I could ever love.
You’re the only one I want to dream of.
Since you’ve been gone, my life has been true hell.
I don’t dream though it’s not like I sleep well.
Each day has another cold restless night.
You’re the only thing that could make me right.
It’s clear that love will never be a friend.
That each day in my life exists to end.
I try to tell myself that I’ll be fine.
But that will only happen if you’re mine.