This Hunger (Version One)

There's times I still think back about you and hurt.
I can't help but wonder, what was it worth?
It'd be sick to say I miss you,
But I'm disturbed enough to miss being what we used to.
I have a craving of all the feelings that came with.
Feeling so safe and small in your arms, I will always miss.
'Fighting the urge to scream at the top of my lungs with joy, but never could I.
Every damn time I was near you, I was too fucking shy!
We used to laugh, and oh I used to smile.
I dreamt of being with you for the longest while.
There wasn't a force strong enough to tear us apart.
That unweakening love that bled all throughout my heart.
I was knee deep in shit, feeling like I was flying way up high.
'Never crashing burning because I ran on the fact of you and I.
I lived for those texts in the morning and phone calls late at night.
I woke up every morning, because for once, everything felt right!
You were mine to love, cherish, protect, and adore.
I was yours forever and even more.
You were the blood pulsing through my veins,
'The one and only drug keeping me sane.
Nothing nor nobody was as perfect as you were to me.
You were my light at the end of the tunnel I could always see.
There were times we'd joke and I'd tell you of how you ruined me,
Now I know it was the better me you helped me come to be!
'Finally those fucking puzzle peices were coming together...
Just in time for the end of 'forever'.
That one night you ended it all.
I kept falling harder and harder, knowing you'd never catch my fall.
That was when my life came down suffocating the life right out of me.
I cried and cried, clenching my fists, hoping to just fall asleep...
No more reason for me, but to at least see you that next night.
Again my demonic angel would be in sight.
Lucky for me, that end didn't last.
Love was on my side, and I was back in your arms fast.
But over that short time period, further and further apart we started to grow.
Even quicker than that, you started letting me go.
Then finally, that third end came; for the last and final time, there was no 'you and I'.
So over the months, there are times I still cry.
Not because I'm not over, but because I think back to how hard I tried.
That was true love, and I just want you to know...
That no body will love you as much as that first girl you let go.