i probably think about you too much
but it's alright
i just really miss your touch
i'm sorry that i messed it all up
but it's just fine
i'll just start again and pick up
the mess that i've made
you told me nothing will change
it'll be okay
every awkward exchange
it's not the same
don't lie
it's like a nickname
not or never the real thing
but close enough
everyday i feel the sting
