I don't know where to begin.
I don't know what to do.
Have you lost as much sleep as I have?
Are you tired too?
I fell asleep last night with your letters by my side.
I never gave up on you.
Was it wrong of me to think I could keep you?
I always thought this feeling would be mine alone.
You're everything to me.
I'm nothing you.
It's plain and simple, really.
They said you weren't coming back.
I didn't want to believe them, I wanted to hear it from you.
Are you still here?
I can't find you.
I thought I lost you somewhere among the twists
And the turns
And the dead ends.
But you were never really there at all.
So I'll burn all my bridges and leave this all behind.
I'll erase every smile and take back every sigh.
I won't stop until I can breathe you in again.
This is it.
This is what being helpless feels like.
And I don't like it one bit.
So I'll swallow hard and blink away the tears.
I'll turn away and I'll bite my tongue
And I'll try not to show the sadness in my eyes.
The slightest thing could give me away.
Do you speak of me?
Am I ever on your mind?
I must confess, you run circles around my conscience.
I don't want you to think I forgot.
So, beautiful, won't you smile for me?