i forgot how i'm supposed to feel, and my friends advice has been falling on deaf ears. maybe i should give it all up and finally move somewhere new. i want to be alone, but thats when i think about you the most. you probably don't care, and i probably shouldn't. i just hate to think that our pictures may be all that's left of us. i still think you're beautiful like a skyline at midnight. i hope your friends know how lucky they are to have you in their lives. this is what regret feels like, and i hate it.