You needed Elvis, very bad… but all he ever did was treat you bad, break your heart, and even leave you sad. You missed him, missed kissing him, and you wanted him to tell you what you did wrong to him. Instead of breaking up, you wanted to kiss him and make up. You didn’t want him to throw your love away… you wanted to know why he separated y’all’s love, and why he did you the way he did. Every time you saw him, you got this need to embrace him, to hold him once again… you couldn’t stand it at all. Tonight was a rather warm night, the sky was dark yet stars were faintly glimmering and shining through the sky. You were in your room, a little depressed, as you lay in your bed, staring at the ceiling. You were trying to not think about Elvis, but you just couldn’t get him off your mind. All you could think about was him, all you could think about was how bad you wanted him… how bad you needed him. Without him here with you… it was tearing you up inside