Half Of Me

You don't know what it's like, to be missing half of yourself.

Thinking about the day that you'll get another half back.

Every night I stay up thinking if you still remember me.

Even though it was only a moment that we shared.

No…. I'm not lovesick.

simply looking through the looking glass.

Hoping one day, you might remember how much you mean to me.

Cause I'm so tired. Tired of the acting like I'm fine.

Because without you, I'll always have a missing half of me.

And all my friends tell me that you don't love me.

But every night I stay up thinking, that you might come back the next day.

But you don't…………

I know that I should move on,

But how will I find the other half of me if you're gone?

How are you so okay with this?

Why are you not running back to me.

I still love you and,

I hope you do too.

I've been running around in Circles.

And wondering when you'd come back to me.

Can you please come back to me……….?