Sleep seems to evade me; I just spend the whole night pacing in the hallway where I used to hear your footsteps on the floor. I've been so low, and maybe I've been thinking about us lately, but I guess that doesn't matter anymore.
I just called to say "I'm sorry, darling, but I've been wasting my time rotting the teeth out of my head", trying hard to swallow the sweetest sentiments that I can't express.
And I know that you told me to leave you alone, but yours is still the only love I've ever known.