forever never ends
so why did ours?
i stay up all night
thinking of you,
but i know i never once
cross your mind.
you're gone for good,
dead without really being gone.
haunting my dreams like a ghost
in an old house.
sometimes i think i hear the wind whispering your name.
Apr 18, 2025
Apr 18, 2025 at 6:49 AM UTC
forever never ends
so why did ours?
i stay up all night
thinking of you,
but i know i never once
cross your mind.
you're gone for good,
dead without really being gone.
haunting my dreams like a ghost
in an old house.
sometimes i think i hear the wind whispering your name.
why did it have to be us?
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