Looking back at old conversations you’ve had with a previous lover, and just breaking down. Remembering everything you once had. Looking at how your lives have changed. Wishing you could have seen past the difficulties, and feeling remorse when you realize you could have changed the outcome. Wishing you could go back to the way things were. When the sky was never cloudy. Wishing they were yours again.
I want to die so bad right now. I wish I were dead. I wish I were dead. I wish I were dead.
