what hurts the most

Sitting here alone with my memories
Staring at a picture of you and me
They say I look fine but if walls could talk
They’d tell you all about how much I break apart
I think we were right but we did it wrong
Ever since you left me I just can’t go on
Är det inte dags att komma tillbaka nu? ♥

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