Your memory haunts me every way, and I swear I'm feeling better today. I hope you know I miss you. I fucked this up. Who am I to blame? I know it wasn't your fault, but pointing fingers never came so naturally.
I haven't been myself lately. I know that's not what you'd expect from me. I'm sorry I wasted all your precious days. You always got the worst of me.
I'm 21 now. We planned on owning our own house by this time next spring. We'd have no money, but I know that's okay. You'd run your fingers through my hair, and I'd sleep until I woke up from this dream.
I haven't been myself lately. I know that's not what you'd expect from me. I'm sorry I wasted all your precious days. You always got the worst of me.
I still let things slip away. You were young and thought I'd change. I regret my lack of effort. You fed me love, I shit out anger. Now I'm starving just to see you one more time.