Texty: With All Sincerity. The Age Where Nothing Fits. Shoot Me.

I miss you already miss! you!
for that one night i slowly slipped
away from my true self
all that i ever wanted went away
and with all my heart i wish you stayed
because i went wrong with blood on my hands
i knew this would end
i sleep alone tonight
with all the words i can say to you
these words would not be ever so true