I've always wanted an existence that I would never regret but somehow, somewhere, down the long road I have become regret itself. I wish I didn't go to sleep each night—wishing I would wake up embraced by your love instead of this terrible ache in my heart that has me wishing I never got to see the daylight again. I'm sorry I am the way I am but now I've made all these promises that you'll never hear and the fear that there will only ever be a dull ache where you used to be; knocks me off my feet and I'm terrified to death, that it will always ache, it will always ring, always call, always and only...for you.