Hey
I hate to rehash things, but
Your music came up in my YouTube recommended section again and, remember that song?
There's this song I wanted to show you, but you didn't answer my text or listen to it, but anyway, it made me think of you
Remember our songs?
Anyway,
Hey
I hate to rehash things, but
I found that picture you loved so much,
Remember how you admired my freckles?
I hate to rehash things, but brown eyes were never my favorite until I saw everything beautiful in yours,
Remember that book we loved?
Crazy how rereading brought back everything and
I hate to rehash things, but
I saw something nonchalant that reminded me of our inside jokes
Remember when we watched that movie at my house?
I sat in the couch, the one that's felt empty since that night, for the first time in awhile
Hey, how have things been? I hate to rehash things, but
Why are your eyes so empty
And I miss the brooding intelligence and fascination they held but
They're so empty, and so is your blank stare when I say hello
I hate to rehash things, but
Remember our plans? You couldn't have forgotten
Remember the movies and the road trip and the aimless driving around and everything we were gonna
Hey
I hate to rehash things, but
When did you stop feeling for me what I can't shake when I think of you
When did my name begin to taste bitter in your mouth
I hate to rehash things, but why
I hate to rehash things, but
Hey
I wrote more poetry, the kind you loved best, I know you'd like it
I watched some crazy documentary about aliens and I know you'd love it
I know you
Or, I knew you
I hate to rehash things, but a lot changes in a year
I hate to rip open my own wounds and scratch away the healing scars like a relapsing addict, but
Our song came up on YouTube and, well,
I guess it's hard to walk by an empty house you once called home without looking in the windows
And seeing another girl on the couch
