Ha its 4am and I'm Writing About You Again

I miss you, yeah

I've tried to make sense of it all

Tried to convince myself it was wrong

Tried to convince myself it was right

But yeah

It wasn't wrong

It wasn't right either 

I feel all these things for so many people

But its you who takes my breath away

When I pass by you

"Don't look, breathe, its okay"

I distract myself when I can

But there's no getting over you

Yeah

If you wanted to talk again

Even just as friends 

I'd pretend nothing happened 

And all would be as it was back when 

But yeah

id f**k that up eventually 

I guess it is what it is