When I lost you, I lost myself.
When I craved you, I craved self doubt.
I learned that keeping your memories in my bed,
It's haunting inside my head.
I tried to go on...
But every day it's you, I long.
Sometimes feeling the pain, hurts and sometimes I am numb inside.
But honestly, the love I had for you, I can't hide.
Every day I try...
Every day I cry..
I know it will hurt less,
When my feelings, I will confess.
But I am not ready yet to give your memories up.
I am not ready yet, to put you away and look for a new love.
Every day I try..
Every day I cry..
©terrylin53
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