I Dream Of Her
Second chances don't exist.
I'm sitting here alone in an empty house, dreaming of the possibilities that were in front of me a few months ago.
I think, 'I could be with that girl I still long for'
I could be having fun, enjoying existing, I could be in love
I play the vital few days over and over in my head, trying to understand the stupidity of my actions but there is no obvious logic
The only certainty is that I'm an idiot, a guy who has stared happiness in the eyes many a time, and turne