Am feeling so small
It was over my head
I know nothing at all
God it should've been me, I miss her so freaking much. Rereading old conversations I just... like... one more night, one more hour of just sitting and talking, flat ironing hair or walking along the beach. I really wish she heard me when I told her I loved her. That I missed her hair as much as she did. That she knew when I was holding her hand and kissing her forehead and praying so hard for her to open her eyes one more time.
Say something I'm giving up on you
I'm sorry that I couldn't get to you
Anywhere I would've followed you
Say something I'm giving up on you!
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