It's 2 o'clock in the morning and our old memories keep playing in my head.
I'm in love with our collection of good memories, I'm not in love with you.
I believe it's the past that keeps us tied down to a lost loved one,
because we look past the bad moments and see all of the times that made us fall deeper in love.
We remind ourselves of what we had, and let our minds wander away from the present.
If memories didn't last, we'd be able to move on;
I'm not saying I haven't moved on from you, because believe me I have.
I just don't love you, I loved what we had.