Come back to meBy Mikayla BeckmanMy face is wet from cryingInside me, I am dyingMy heart has split in twoAll because of youHow could you do this to me..
The OneWe were youngWe were freeAs happy as could beBecause I had you with meAnd now I finally seeThat we were never meant to beWe would dance through..
Final thoughtsI came into existence on a cold, blistery December day. That seems ironic, considering that that is going to be the same way I go out of..