The places I go become the places we’ve been, the places we kissed, the places we laughed.

I needed you to walk around that corner, and even though I know you couldn't, I'm angry that you didn't.

Sometimes it feels nice, to hang on to it, let it linger for as long as it needs too.
then it just goes away.Sometimes you're just tearing at the seams where my body and soul meet, restless inside my heart.

But my decision is that I'll constantly send love and light your way, no matter what is happening, because I know you do the same for me.

It doesn't matter, it just doesn't matter.
There are no circumstances for this kind of thing,
no rules or regulations, nothing says I'm not allowed to be okay with hurting sometimes.
and nothing says that sometimes, I can't stand the though of hurting over this.