Oh baby, I miss you so bad. I want to go back to when I knew you. But things dont work like that anymore, I guess. There are no redos, there's no amount I can pay to bring you back to me. But I think I'm finally understanding this, with every step I take. I know you'll always be with me, when I'm alone.
Do you remember how it rained on every 8th for months? Do you remember? Was that you crying with me? In the worst of days, I refuse to let you go. I dont hate you anymore.