It’s over
The storm has passed
But there’s a deafening silence in the air
The excruciating silence
Of closure
The pain that only comes
When it’s over.
It’s over
The storm has passed
But there’s a deafening silence in the air
The excruciating silence
Of closure
The pain that only comes
When it’s over.
Our story always ends the same
No matter how many pages I turn
In the end
I’m the friend in need
And you’re the main character, always having to help me
I try to rip the pages out
I Miss The Old You
When we first met
I had no idea
You would become so important to me
But I’m starting to wish
We never met
Now I’m forced to remember you
there’s this gaping hole
in my heart
yet they never noticed i was
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