Eh....
Could you believe me if I used every word I know
That I miss you
I know there are only four days left
But you haunt my dreams
Some people say the first cut is the deepest
But every one has been the same
Yet I never fully heal
And you know that
You say you know me better than you know yourself
Even though we haven't spoke
You know it
My sleep has been corrupted
My mind is in the clouds
I have a weight upon my stomach
But no pill can make it cease
In four days I will see you again but
It wil probably end the same old way
You'll acknowledge me for a day or two
When you return
But after that
I sink into the wall once again
Invisible
The First Cut is the Deepest is my Anthem since you left...
~~ JADE
~~ JADE
