I remember the day you told me you were leaving. I remember the make-up running down your face. And the dreams you left behind you didn't need them, Like every single wish we ever made. I wish that I could wake up with Amnesia. And forget about the stupid little things, Like the way it felt to fall asleep next to you. And the memories I never can escape, 'Cause I'm not fine at all' © 2014.2015 All rights reserved by RiMonsterr