Origami Angel - Penn hall

I don't think you understand
When I say I miss you I really mean that
I need you here to guide me and hold me
I need that sense of you being here with me
But I'm trying hard not to seem like I am tearing apart at the seams
It's more like I'm slowly dissolving and now all I can feel is this apathy

It's the shortest day of the year
And you are at home
I'm all alone in this dorm room
And days are feeling longer than ever
The time is passing painfully slowly
I can't do this all year by myself
Because you're not here with me
And you are all of me