Im so fucking lost without you. I feel nothing but sadness and pain. Pain and sadness. They're what keep me company. Who causes your smiles now? Who do you think of before you fall asleep? All I want is you. I have made mistakes, and I have no one but myself to blame for this. I want to love you how you deserve to be loved. I want to love you like the moon loves the sea, how a stoner loves his high. You are my high. You said we can make it through anything, but now that that "anything" is actually here, I can see you doubt that. Please, be mine again. Be my friend and be my lover. Let me pour my heart out to you and caress me with those beautiful words of yours. I am begging, and I am not one to beg. Fuck pride. Fuck egos. What is that to someone blinded by love? Emptyness, dullness, being alive but living like you've died. Every minute I'm not with you is pure torture. It feels like being stuck underwater, and wanting to breathe so badly. All you can think about is air. You'd kill for some air. You feel every bone in your body get heavier, your lungs are collapsing into you, while every second becomes worse than the last and time drags on and on. Yet, through all the pain, you still know one thing.. you need air. I'm drowning in this sea of sadness and loneliness and you are my air. Please, be mine again. All I know is you, and nothing after that is worth knowing. Let me crawl in your arms and feel your chest rise and fall steadily. Sing to me. At the top of your lungs, sing to me. Make love to me. Take away my breath with the fire we create as we share our bodies. Smile at me. That smile that melts my heart every.. single.. time. Tell me you love me. Those three simple words are what keep me going. I want you to believe in me, in us, our future, our forever. Please.. be mine again. I want to show you I'm ready. Let me show you that you truly are my world, that it is you and I against any and everything. Let me love you like the moon loves the sea and a stoner loves his high. Be my high.. please.. be mine.