Last time I saw you; last time I saw myself.
We were so young, so innocent;
so damn entitled.
I remember meeting you
in the golden hours of the day,
and we'd sit together
avoiding growing up.
I miss those days,
I miss being stupid.
But I haven't seen you in months;
you could never stay long enough.
So I had to find out through someone else.
Now, my heart is breaking
but you probably think
I don't give a shit,
but how could I not.
I can't leave the past behind.
No matter how much I try;
no matter how many times I get hurt,
I can't stop myself from running to you.