I used to sit down and think,
I kept doing it until last week.
But I just came to terms,
that this won’t end well.
Remember the good things, the happy times
keep your memories and leave me mines
If I don’t wish you the best,
did I even love you first?
I went back to our place
of our story I found no trace
I hid behind the special bush
I sat slowly with no rush
Danced our tune at my own pace,
I imagined I could see your face.
I just miss you, oh so much
All I need is a little push.
Remember the good things, the happy times
go back in time when you were mine
if I can’t recall the happy times
did they happen after all?
Don’t lock the door, open your wings
fly away and see what the future brings
Stay latched to me, give your pain
with all the causes in my heart ingrained
and all the thoughts bouncing in my brain.
Keep the seconds, pass the time
tails or faces in a rotating dime
tells the ending… is a random crime.
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