So this is me swallowing my pride, Standing in front of you saying I’m sorry for that night, And I go back to December all the time. Turns out freedom ain’t nothing but missing you, Wishing that I realized what I had when you were mine. ♥
Remember how things used to be? When you used to tell me you missed me, before I even left.. When we talked everynight. When you loved me, and she wasnt important. When I wasnt just another girl, that was in love with you. Cause i doo … ♥