terça-feira, 16 de abril de 2019

It could’ve been better this time around

I no longer smell you on my pillow
I don’t even smile when I’m thinking of you
And I don’t want to look out of my window
Because I know I won’t be feeling blue

I can’t even hear my favorite love song
And I feel like I no longer need you.
everything I thought right is now wrong
I don’t feel like there’s anything to do.

Dwelling in the past takes you further from the light
Forcing something that was never right
Is never what anyone should do
I know I’m right I hope you know this too.

Tell me that you hate me, tell me that I’m no good
And I’ll be gone.

Tell me that you don’t want me, tell me you don’t need me
And I’ll move on.

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