Nowadays my biggest temptation is to cry
And your face is a constant reminder of why
I think about you and all of my illusion shatter
I think about you and nothing else ever seems to matter
But you're gone
There's nothing to read into
Yeah, you're gone
There's no missing puzzle pieces
And no way to say this
You're gone
I met somebody and we flirted a bit until I got bored, mmm
I felt somebody's warmth, and in their embrace, all I could think about
I think about you and all of my fantasy breaks away
I think about you and how you think about her, whom I could never replace
But you're gone
There's nothing to read into
Yeah, you're gone
There's no missing puzzle pieces
And no way to say this
You're gone
YOU ARE READING
Songs I Write | III
PoetryHello! - Please don't steal. - If you do use any or anything, just give credit, thanks. - 15 years old, England.
