i don't think you understand
when i say i miss you i really mean
that i need you here to guide me and hold me
i need that sense of you being here with me
but i'm trying hard not to seem
like i am tearing apart at the seams
it's more like i'm slowly dissolving
and now all i can feel is this apathy
It's the shortest day of the year and you are at home
i'm all alone in this dorm room
and days are feeling longer than ever
the time is passing painfully slowly
i can't do this all year by myself
because you're not here with me
and you are all of me