“Baby, tell me why.. tell me why I have to feel this way, why I have to miss you this much.. why can't I get you out of my head.. why can't I move on when you already have.. I hate feeling this way, no body knows and knowing that you don't care about me anymore is killing me. Are you happy of what you did and make me feel like this? I just wish I could stop, and let go.. I wish it was easy..”
