"god, i miss you. i keep drinking and smoking, trying to forget you, but it only makes the memories more vivid. i guess i knew it would. that's probably exactly why i do it... i don't want to forget, even though you probably already have... i just... i want to feel your arms around my waist again...feel your soft breath against the back of my neck when you sleep cuddled next to me, to feel your soft lips on mine again..."