I wear our memory like a boulder
Chained around my feet
Sinking me; drowning me
I can't get you out of my head
You weigh me down
And I can't reach the surface
Every happy moment I have
Stained with thoughts of you
Like wine on the carpet
And I wonder how it feels for you
To be able to wear us like air
Like I was never there at all
Jan 31, 2018
Jan 31, 2018 at 10:12 AM UTC
I wear our memory like a boulder
Chained around my feet
Sinking me; drowning me
I can't get you out of my head
You weigh me down
And I can't reach the surface
Every happy moment I have
Stained with thoughts of you
Like wine on the carpet
And I wonder how it feels for you
To be able to wear us like air
Like I was never there at all
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