I ache, I ache, I ache, I ache inside.
I'm not contacting you. I know you're not coming back. I'm trying best. Exercising, keeping busy, therapy. At the end of the day when I come home. I remember you. When I see your name anywhere- and it's everywhere, I ache. I just can't understand and I know I dont have to but you were it for me. And now, as each goes by, as it's even longer and longer since I've had any contact with you, I ache. You were my world. And now I ache as that world has been ripped away And I dot have a world anymore. I ache.