You have said, that it has to be
Our future is no longer we.
There's always you, but without me.
I cling to our memories of what went before
Before you said we were no more,
With your suitcase in hand, you slammed the door.
It seems strange, yet clear to me, I'm
Unhappy being this carefree,
I want a second chance at being we.
I cling to our memories of what went before
My deepest love was yours, for sure.
I wish I had shown you much more, before.
The problem with us, being we
I now admit was mostly me.
No effort spent by me for we.
I cling to our memories of what went before
My stance towards love, so uncalled for,
Unaware of loves' whys and wherefores.
The future, for both you and me,
No longer us, no longer we,
My heart bleeds, for what used to be.
I cling to our memories, those good times before
It's not too late for us to re-explore,
Stay a while longer; unslam that door.
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