Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear what I have to say, I'd rather say it to just you.

But the past couple of days I’ve missed you so much it’s felt like missing you is all I am.

I felt nothing all the time, and it had started to feel normal. It should have scared me, but it didn't.

Anger can try to break your heart, but sorrow is what will. What can. What does.

And what if---what are you if the people who are supposed to love you can leave you like you're nothing?

Well as much as I'm sure the people next door who are pretending they aren't looking at me would like to hear what I have to say, I'd rather say it to just you.

You're right . . . you can't go back. No matter how much you want to, you never can