Three months gone and things are strange My thoughts and feelings are out of range. Holidays came and went without a call Plans to visit you continue to fall. I read your texts over and over in my head I cry myself to sleep as I lay in my bed. I desire your return but I know itâs a dream If you come back things wonât be as it seems. The hate fills in me when I read your name A single pill is what causes the hate to become tame. Destroyed me with a single slam of the door My happy life fell to the floor. Three months later and the hurt is still there Forgiving you just doesnât seem fair.



















