The bed I'm lying in is getting colder,
Wish I never would've said it's over.
And I can't pretend...
I won't think about you when I'm older,
Cause we never really had our closure.
This can't be the end.
I told myself,
That I won't miss you.
But I remember,
What it feels like beside you.
I really miss your hair in my face,
And the way your innocence tastes.
And I think you should know this,
You deserve so much better than me.