Maybe, I Love You, Miss You, and Thats My Problem.

This is story bout me and tou.
Ans everything that we bbeen through.
This ain't no fairytale kind a story, baby.
This is real...
Never thought that one day I'd be able to tell you how I feel.
Don't you remember, that night. That thrusday night.
You took ny hand and it felt so right.
I was waiting till january, and I'd see your face but in that moment I knew it was over.
And remember that day, you moved away. Every little bit of my heart just sank.
Now, I'm standing alone in a crowded room and we're not speaking.
And I'm dying to know is it killing you like it's killing me?
I'm scared to see the ending why are we pretending this is nothing?
I'd tell you I miss you but I don't know how, I've never heard silence quite rhis laud.
Hey, I know, I miss you so much, I need and really love you baby. But I also know that's my problem...