When I'm with you I'm happy. When I'm without you I'm wounded. I'm filled with regret. I wish I never would've broke us. I still wake up and love you everyday. It's hard though because I know I hurt you. I just want us to be okay. And there are days where I feel us slipping into old habits. Old love. And then I remember and it all shatters. I love you so much and I can never apologize enough. You would think by now I'd be used to the discontent.. But it never gets easier. It still stings just the same. I cry often for little things. Maybe I'm weaker than I was. Or maybe I just feel more nowadays.