
Shoe-boxes full of memories, is all that's left of you
Photographs from the past
Not sure what I'm holding on to
Since we're broken up now
But I can't seem to move on
Though this empty void in my heart
Keeps telling me you're gone
So I wake up every morning
Pretending you died
I know it sounds horrible
But it helps push the pain aside
It takes practice to keep lying to yourself
For you to finally see
You were my life and now you're gone
Though I still don't want to believe
When I think I'm finally over you
Our song plays and reminds me that
I'm back to where I started
Alone and broken-hearted
I just can't seem to get on track
To move forward with my life
And accept that you were just a chapter
Of a biography, that I wish I could rewrite
Replacing the tragedy with our laughter
-C.a.M.-
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