I always see it. I always see it. Although it looks like I do not care. I always look fine. But I screamed inside.
"Cause here's a tragic truth if you don't feel the same"
"My heart would fall apart if someone said your name"
I feel myself changing. I mean--really changed. Yes, "The worst part of it all was not losing him. It was losing me."
mmm... wait, this is so random.
But I want myself back.