Damn

I miss you, I miss you every damn day.
Sometimes I can block you,
but those feeling won't go away.
I'm dreaming of you, of you holding me tight.
I'm with someone else,
but you are who I want at night.

Every time I see you, it messes up my head.
Without you,
I might aswell be dead.
I torture myself, every damn day.
With visions of us,
that can't go away.

I love you dammit, why couldn't you stay?