
What am I suppose to do when the best part of me was always you
What am I suppose to say when I'm all choked up and your ok
I dined, I dreamed, I breathed.
How could someone so incomplete make me feel so complete?
Sweet jane, she cries for you limitless throughout these months. I have not. Never has it represent that I do not care for you but I tried to make sense that I was never important to you from the start.
Even if you are, to me.
I can't sleep a peaceful night without knowing you would too.
I can't give an inch of my time sanely without knowing you're safe.
Call me soon, my ears ache for your voice...
