Swimming through loopholes.

I cant stop retracing my steps slowly moving backwards looking for a loophole of sorts to subside this ache. I wish I could take back some of the things I had said, but I don't have the means. I wish I could rewind, forget the past and live smiling for the future. I wish we could just get past this. I wish you would talk to me.

I hate the feeling of hearing my phone ring, and it's not you. Im a mess.