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The passenger seat feels empty When I turn and don't see you When I lay my hand on the armrest Instead of resting it on your thigh Doing nothing never felt this empty When I was doing nothing with you The sunset hasn't changed The colors are just as bright But that burning sky was always prettier Reflected in your eyes It's a small thing But all the small things meant everything to me When the sun is gone The other stars get their chance to shine But when I lay down to take it all in I can't help but feel what's missing On the ground next to me Where you used to be Your ghost has followed me In places where we loved The afterglow of the brightest part of my life Was once all I could see But now the overwhelming glow Is just a few embers in the wind I already lost you once But now I'm losing you again In places where we loved Now even your ghost is fading I thought memories would last forever.. With them I could live without you But I'd rather die than forget.. then forget forgetting Let me die with my memor-
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 9:39 PM UTC
In Places Where We Loved
The passenger seat feels empty When I turn and don't see you When I lay my hand on the armrest Instead of resting it on your thigh Doing nothing never felt this empty When I was doing nothing with you The sunset hasn't changed The colors are just as bright But that burning sky was always prettier Reflected in your eyes It's a small thing But all the small things meant everything to me When the sun is gone The other stars get their chance to shine But when I lay down to take it all in I can't help but feel what's missing On the ground next to me Where you used to be Your ghost has followed me In places where we loved The afterglow of the brightest part of my life Was once all I could see But now the overwhelming glow Is just a few embers in the wind I already lost you once But now I'm losing you again In places where we loved Now even your ghost is fading I thought memories would last forever.. With them I could live without you But I'd rather die than forget.. then forget forgetting Let me die with my memor-
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Static_Heartbeats
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Feb 17, 2021
Feb 17, 2021 at 9:39 PM UTC
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