I think of you everyday,
I hope and i wish that you’re doing okay.
I want us to go back to the old days,
Because i miss you, and there’s no ways.
The city is hollow, the silence is deep,
Locked in the secrets we promised to keep.
I'm chasing a shadow that's fading to black,
On a one-way road with no turning back.
I'm scrolling through photos, the ghosts of our past,
Wondering why nothing was destined to last.
The world is a glitch in a broken machine,
And I’m just a fragment of what might have been.
They say time is healing, that memories fade,
But I'm still living in the mess that we made.
I'm trapped in the rhythm, I’m lost in the haze,
Still counting the minutes and counting the days.
I think of you everyday,
I hope and i wish that you’re doing okay.
I want us to go back to the old days,
Because i miss you, and there’s no ways.
No ways
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