This is hard.
And time has only shown it’s never going to get any easier.
I don’t like this distance.
I can’t read your body for signs your fingers can’t engrave.
Seems like we’re stuck, in this rut I don’t know how we got here in the first place.
So we just keep going, time pushing our past further away.
We keep going right? Yeah, separate ways.
It doesn’t seem fair
Our futures always in our way
What we had was good right?
It can’t be replaced.
I’m just missing those old times,
The way the moon lit up your face.
You’ll always be mine right?
You’re empty words don’t seem to fill up this empty space.
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