| 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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