I miss you.
I really do
I wonder if you still think about me sometimes
When it's late at night
And the memories come knocking at your door
I think about you
About all the things we did
And all the things we'll never do
I know it's not you fault
I know you didn't want to go
But I can't help to be mad
Mad with you for not saying goodbye
Mad with him for taking you away from me
Mad with myself for not running after you
Mad with the world 'cause you're not here anymore
I wrote you a letter this summer
I know you'll never read it
But all the things I wanna say to you
Had to find a place
If not your heart
Why not paper?
I cried thinking of our time together
The nights we spent laughing
The days spent singing
I used to roll your cigarettes
I wonder if you still smoke them
It was sad not finding you at home
That night
I wish I told you how much you meant to me
I wish I hugged you that day
There are a million things I wanna say to you
A million things left to do together
A million things to laugh about together
But it's too late now
Funny thing is I don't remember what my last words to you were.
