I miss you a little more each day that goes by,
Even though i sometimes regret saying goodbye,
It was for a reason to help both of us out,
But i still can't help but lay in bed at night and pout.
It feels like im drowing in my own fate,
But im the one who chose to let go and date...
Its still hard though you may not think,
Some nights all i want to do is listen our songs and drink,
Im in a deep depression,
And i dont know how to correct this,
All i want you to know is...
Im sorry for hurting you.