Dunno what you've got

until you lose it. Proven. Again.

And it hurts so badly, when something you really want is taken from you. But who am I to complain? I've still got the other cake.

I sometimes wonder if I should just skip cakes for a while, maybe forever?

And now I'll sleep, make the time pass by. Want to spin it backwards, want to fast forward it. Everything but now.

För helvete, jag tror nästan jag älskar dig.