| Current mood: | cold |
| Current music: | Awake, Finch |
Make me a title for this.
Hey, title this for me. I can't think of anything to call it... i wrote it in math. Jesus, do I hate math.
the absence beside me
keeps you in my mind
this memory is playing
it's what you left behind
Now I only miss you
I'm thinking of your voice
I didn't wanna let you go
I didn't make this choice.
Now I lie alone at night
I think of you,
And you were right.
But who says love has to be that perfect?
Who says it has to be correct?
Who wrote the rules of emotion?
I don't think you know
Because you left.
Now... I mis lead this sound,
It still feels like you're around.
You're here, I feel you in my arms
You're gone, but you're scent lingers on
I catch your whisper in my ear
I can't help but stay and hear
You know you sweep me up into your song.
But now you're gone.
I swear, I won't cry.
Even if regret burns my eyes.
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