I haven’t written in a while
And i don’t know if that means
If i’m getting better or worse
But then i think of your blue eyes
And how you could never look directly into anyone’e eyes
And how you were so afraid of losing me
You cut me off from everything else
And how you were so afraid of yourself
Whenever you beat up another guy
And how mad you would get when another guy looked at me
That you left holes in your bedroom walls
And that you missed me so much
That you almost drank yourself to death
And how you used to let me kiss your neck
For hours when i was upset and hold me
And now i sit in bed alone
Without your neck to kiss