I Should've Hugged You The Last Time I Saw You

Tell me things that I don't know.

A vision that is blurry,
But you seem to see her out in this crowded place,
The way her hair flows and her smiles grow,
Will always be remembered.
How much love has left your heart?
Or was it still lingering?
I guess I’ve answered my questions.
But instead, I insisted on listening to what you had to say.
I want to hear the words come out of your mouth.
But not only a memory was left with her shadows,
Not a soul of another can mend your loss.
And your eyes tell the truth that you’re afraid to speak of.
And I already know.