and i think how we use to be,
Looking down at my hands
Realizing, that your fingers are no longer laced in mine.
Pondering over, what could have happened,
if you and i were a we.
And i let the moment pass,
and strike me, when i see your picture.
The way you smile, the way you laugh.
The way you made everything feel " right".
Looking down at my hands
Realizing, that your fingers are no longer laced in mine.
Pondering over, what could have happened,
if you and i were a we.
And i let the moment pass,
and strike me, when i see your picture.
The way you smile, the way you laugh.
The way you made everything feel " right".
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