We didn’t break the plates
We didn’t slam the door
No one packed a suitcase
No one kept the score
You slowly stopped reaching
I slowly stopped asking
Funny how a quiet room
Can be the loudest thing
People keep saying
“It gets better with time”
Maybe they’re right
But I’m just not there tonight
That's why I still say your name
Ahh~
Hmm
I don’t miss the memories
They find me first
Like old postcards
Hidden in a shirt
Maybe it just
Turns into
A version
We can't use anymore
People keep saying
“It gets better with time”
Maybe they’re right
But I’m just not there tonight
That's why I still say your name
Still I carry
Your last name
Inside my thoughts
Like an empty room
That somehow
Still smells like you
I guess that's the truth
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Source: genie
Romanised by JHnimm
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