Dear... Haz
I miss you.
I hope you're well but I can't find the courage to message you, or call or talk anymore.
I can't stand the confrontation you were so comfortable with.
I couldn't do it Haz, I'm so sorry.
Everything feels so cold without you.
I heard your songs, my friend said I should give ‘em a listen.
You've moved on.
She makes you happy, or at least she did.
I couldn't even do that.
You layered on excuses and excuses as to why you couldn't apologize but it's just because it was me, wasn't it.
I can't blame you.
It seemed like no one wanted us together.
But like you said, we were just so young, so little.
You'll never read this, wish you would.
I think you'd know it's from me but only if I said something
Oh haz
My bed is so cold
She's not right.
You know that too.
Fucking introduced me to her, yeah
I miss your eyes
I miss you hands
I miss your hair
I miss you.
I'm so sorry.