I swear I felt your hand in mine,
Your breath against my neck for a brief moment in time.
I guess my brain is telling me lies,
As it does every night since our August goodbyes.
The silence creeps in through that crack in the wall,
Much like my heart no one’s come to fix it and I continue to fall.
I beg and plead for you to remember our favorite night,
The very same one that we had our first fight.
Do you remember the stars shinning so bright?
A cliché that would be misused on any other night.
We jumped in the water as if it were planned,
No wonder I ever fell in love with such a man.
Jan 20, 2014
Jan 20, 2014 at 6:38 PM UTC
I swear I felt your hand in mine,
Your breath against my neck for a brief moment in time.
I guess my brain is telling me lies,
As it does every night since our August goodbyes.
The silence creeps in through that crack in the wall,
Much like my heart no one’s come to fix it and I continue to fall.
I beg and plead for you to remember our favorite night,
The very same one that we had our first fight.
Do you remember the stars shinning so bright?
A cliché that would be misused on any other night.
We jumped in the water as if it were planned,
No wonder I ever fell in love with such a man.
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