As I move through the space we once shared, memories of you cling to my skin like a bad smell
talkin' all that shit 'bout how I'm over you and I've grown past this
realizing now that you were just suspended in time and space
waiting to be released by my return.
Thoughts of u spill forth freely as tears
and I can't deny that I miss you
and still want to cuss you out because right now, I can't stop myself from caring.
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