help me

your smile...
i didnt catch it then, some nearly 1.5 years ago.
i wont catch it anymore, since soon there will be no more.
it seems drastically impposible, to talk those nonsense
it wont be the same, some "heyy" would never fill up that space
how about running to your computer, though its a mile away
just to check the conversation, and all the talk you gave?
what about being honest, its better than your cold facade
the truth is buried, far from either of us, i dont even know, if you'd know
but u think u know, and you run. What you dont, is just about everything
i lied, and u think i am who i lied that i am
im not.
this fabric is torn apart, be merciful will you?
you are tearing out the very heart of mine.
so, am i going to have you back? yes?
as a? memory or just simply, the real, solid you?
like-d me uh...
what abt,
like me now?

God help me, fix this choice