So many years alone I hope the one to come things would be different. Who knew that you would be the one I’d grow missin. I sound like a sap I feel like a loser, but who ever thought that I would loose her? I hurt so much I’m confused with emotions should I call? Should I write? Or just go with the motions? Because she told me it’s a new year so just go with the flow, but kissing you and holding you is all I know. So when you take that away I really don’t have much, but the memories of what was and thought of to clutch. We started off good so is there still hope? A crack of sunshine? Or should I continue to mope? I’m on a roller coaster of feelings just waiting to get off but if you’re the conductor then how can I get off? Till then I’ll leave it to my words to get me through but still..
who ever thought that I would loose you?

