They say if you let go, of the past
Then it will go of you but I'm not sure
If I want to let go of my past
Everywhere that I see myself you are there
You are there, smiling back at me
I can't not see
Drawn back to you by something simple
Like a ray of sunshine
I can't remember why we said goodbye
And I'm trying to forget you but you grew roots
Around my ribcage, I had no choice
But to let them age and now I just can't breathe
Beautifying the grieving
Controlling my breathing
I spend days thinking about you
And I never knew
Drawn back to you by something simple
Like these empty pages

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