I used to think that time
was once on my side
I used to think that we could
make things work..
it's been months since we last really spoke
and it's almost as if
you slip further from me
each passing day goes by
the distance that separates us
tears me from the inside
again and again
but it's my fault...
it feels as if I'm selfish
for missing you
because it's my fault
my mental state was declining
and I pushed everyone away
now every time I sleep
I dream of you kissing me
and with every kiss
it feels more and more real
but it isn't
it never was for months
I can feel myself spiralling again
wondering if you ever
or if you will even remember my name
this time next year
that's if I'm still around then
not that it'd make a difference
I've got a couple of screws loose
there's nothing to miss in me
and I have nothing to lose
now that you're gone...