Where did all those memories disappear to?
My actions, to your truth.
I left your house feeling used.
How did we get here?
Strangers, to each other, I fear.
Sometimes, love ain't what it's meant to be.
Throwing away, what reminded me of you, your baggage, I set free.
I still feel you looking down at me.
I carry these burdens of yesterday.
Knew you wouldn't stay.
Without you I'll be okay.
Just getting used to living on my own.
Still carrying your picture on my phone.
Living these memories, all alone.
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