About loss...
don't know what i miss the most
now that you're not here
why i did the things i did
to this day remains unclear
used to be i could call you up
and with you my heart i'd share
i guess the thing i miss the most
is the fact that you're not there
the older i get the less i do
the more i take for granted too
the should haves and the might have beens
cling firmly to my mind
guilt compounds with the sorrow
because i never took the time
the older i get the less i do
the more i take for granted too
i don't know what i miss the most
as the loss hangs in the air
i guess the thing i miss the most
is the fact that you're not there