Everything brings me back to you,every girl that I’ve kissed ever since you left,brings me back to you,I guess this is what happens when you lose a home,I keep tryna move on but it brings me back to you.

I keep searching for you in other girls,there has been so many girls in a small space of time,I must really be messed up inside,I keep on looking for you in these girls but nothing comes close to you,I guess this is what happens when you lose a home,there’s never gonna be a place like home.

No matter what I do with these girls,it doesn’t amount to everything you and I did,no matter how many girls I’m busy with,it always brings me back to you and I hate that things had to be this way because we were once lovers now strangers.You can’t replace real love,I’m contemplating if we should keep contact until we find our way back to each other or if we should accept our loss in love and let things be.

I can’t say things have been bad without you,I also can’t say things have been great without you,the space you left is clear to see,to feel and I’m afraid I might never find the perfect fit to fill it up because every girl I’m with leads me back to you.