So I’ll try to forget you Maybe for once succeed I’ll wake up feeling good Smile, and just breathe

There’s loads of things I can say to you to convince or at least try to convince you to stay. I’ll admit I’m a little high right now. So the truth is going to be cheesy. If I had my way, I’d love you forever. I’d never give up and never say goodbye.

It’s still fresh. The wounds. And if not fully healed I hope someday they’ll at least close and stop bleeding and turn into scars. Is it okay if all I do is look your way?