I thought I was over it, the story between us
But today I was dreaming about you
And I was crying and trying to hide my pain.
You would think 4 years are enough to find closure.
And I was walking through your house
remembering every piece of furniture
at least how it used to be
while it was filled with our laughter
I can't even say your gone
even though you are in some way.
And I can't even name what it was
that made us to strangers.
But you live your life like we've never been anything else.
And still everytime I think about you
I feel a warmth wrapping around me
that I used to feel when I was with you.
Bittersweet. As sweet as our memories. And as bitter as the tears I'm crying on my own.
DU LIEST GERADE
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