my words have been piling, up in my bedroomni guess that’s why we’ve come to hope for the worst.nmy worst is your best when it comes to talking.nbut i’m hoping one day your cries will break through.nnlet’s go back, back in time.nlet’s just try, to rewind.nback to a time that i can call mine.nwhere we wasted our daysnon best friends and apathynand diagnosed ourselves.nwith losing all hope for you and me.nnemotions stay quiet, you keep your mouth closed.nthe words that you speak are the same as before.ni said, this is the last time, so speak while you cannyet, she remained silent as i closed the door.nnlet’s go back, back in time.nlet’s just try, to rewind.nback to a time that i can call mine.nwhere we wasted our daysnon best friends and apathynand diagnosed ourselves.nwith losing all hope for you and me.nnbefore you go let me ask one more thingndo you miss me?nand for god damn sake, please reply to menare you listening?nni hope that now you know.ni wont, we wont, i won’t settle for this.