• Being without you is my definition of Hell.
    Whatever I did- I'm sorry.
    I need you to know that I still love you.
    I'm suffering every second of the day.

    Why did you leave me here bleeding?
    The wound won't go away- this pain will leave a scar.
    Like the scar- my love for you won't ever fade.
    What did I do to deserve this?

    Did you really mean your harsh words?
    Do you regret ever loving me?
    I guess you do.
    I guess I never meant much.

    I'm longing for your arms around me.
    I'm hating these long depressing days.
    I can't be without you.
    I need you...