You are under my skin.
Like the pumping veins I'm born with.
You're under my skin.
Like the nerves that make my skin crawl.
Everything I still remember
plunges you deeper under my skin.
It will never be enough...
To only have a memory.
It will never be enough...
To have plans that were never executed.
It will never be enough.
To know I knew you...
That. That, will never be enough.
Because
I miss you.
Because
I wish I could say I'm sorry.
Because every time I feel a calming kiss from the sun I wish it was you.
Because after striving through this life I'm living...I want you.
Because everything I'm gaining I wish to share with you.
Because it isn't fair that someone took you.
It will never be enough,
To be reminded and helpless to change it.
It will never be enough,
To know I'm leaving and I can only say good bye.
It will never be enough.
To me, never, to know you won't be coming back.
Because I'm broken in a selfish way.
Because I thought you'd always be there.
Because you didn't see it coming.
Because I didn't see it coming.
Because I want all of your heart which I could never have.
I cry so loudly every time I see your rose.
I pray to God at night to hope that you're next door.
I hope that somewhere in this world I'll find you once again.
You'll never leave me is what I say,
To calm my heart.
But in Truth... It. Will. Never. Be. Enough.
The only thing I have left of you is a rose, a card, and you crawling under my skin.
