I fucked up everything

I made everything differnt now

I shouldn't regret what i did, right?

But i miss it all sometimes

No,honestly every time every second every morning when i wake up

Even in my dream,i miss it all

I dreamed about you

It make me more sad 

Because i know that it never happens again

I feel the hole in my heart

Big empty hole

Sometimes i feel like my heart is just hole

When the wind blow the hole

I feel so hurt

Trying to cover the hole with wrong thins

But you know that?

Everything makes me think about you

I miss you so much

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