So I guess I really lost you. Or you lost feelings for me. But what the hell could that even mean? Did the love just walk away or leave?
My best kiss. My first love. My worst drunk, and my first fuck. So many memories to purge.
But I wish that you would love me like you did. I wish that you would miss my swollen lips.
So I guess you really mean this, I miss when you would need it. So many memories I burn.
My back porch. Your driveway. The scar by your nose. Kay, I miss you more than you could know.
I wish that you would love me like you did. I wish that you would miss my swollen lips.
I wake up early, I miss your hands, and how you'd hold my body tightly in your sleep. I cry alone cause we're not a team. I miss when you'd wake up just to kiss me between dreams.
And you're falling out of love with me, I can hear it when you speak. I hope you missed me out in California, baby.