i miss your arms around me,
if i only knew this would be our last kiss.
my best was never good enough.
but you were my favorite mistake.
and i wonder, do you still think of me?

you say you miss those days,
but we did it right.
quit the habit. started smoking again.
i was crying, you were laughing.
hit in the face, blood on the snow
we were never happier. © Orchid