How the fuck is it affecting me more than you? How are you coping? How-are-you-doing-it???? When did I get so emotional and sensitive? Where is the old-cynical self who disregarded "love" and feelings? All these dumb fucking questions I ask myself everyday..
You really changed me. I got fucked over before and so I began to "mess around", but when I met you, I just changed my ways. I settled down and wanted to get serious. But now you're gone, what the fuck am I meant to do?
Let Her Go by Passenger