Missing You(s)

Dear Sydney,

Fantastic weekend.

However, I had a looooong five hour (okay, like eight really), deep, yet strangely funny, conversation last night with two of my friends. And I'm sort of depressed over it.

This is my new favorite song of the moment.

The lyrics go out to two certain boys in my life. Both of which have some sick hold on me that I wish I could get rid of. One is my ex who I've been in love with for the last three years, the other, I simply will never be able to experience what it'd be like to be his, even though he makes me the happiest girl in the world. *sigh* Falling for a best friend is complicated...

Anyways, here.

SEVEN DAYS OF LONELY
by I NINE

Ohh,
I got a call today
At 3 AM.
It's what you didn't say that told me I'd get hurt again.
So I hung up the phone,
and I screamed out loud,
I felt so alone,
I should have said the things I'm thinking now.

Ohh,
Never thought it'd be so hard to let you go.

Tell me how I'm gonna make it.
You're the one I can't forget.
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends.
When I try to face it,
When I wake up,
I hate the way reality sets in.
God, I wish you could hold me,
Through the seven days of lonely.
(The seven days of lonely, yeah.)

Oh, it's deafening.
The bitter truth.
I'm doing everything for the first time again without you.
I pretend I'm okay,
But it aches inside.
There's got to be a way that's better than just getting by.

Ohh,
Never thought it'd be so hard to let you go.

Tell me how I'm gonna make it.
You're the one I can't forget.
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends.
When I try to face it,
When I wake up,
I hate the way reality sets in.
God, I wish you could hold me,
Through the seven days of lonely.

My heart is speeding up and slowing down to know I know it's over,
It's over.
And can you die of heartbreak?
To die for love lost young?
I pray to find it again,
Oh, again.

Got a call today,
At 3 AM.
It's what you didn't say that hurts again.

Tell me how I'm gonna make it.
You're the one I can't forget.
It's like I'm running in slow motion in a nightmare that never ends.
When I try to face it,
When I wake up,
I hate the way reality sets in.
God, I wish you could hold me.
Through the seven days of lonely.
Through the seven days of lonely.
Through the seven days of lonely.
Through the seven days of lonely.
Ohhhhhh.