AM STILL HERE
walking along this shore
I'm picking up the route
The trail of our history
A tale about me and you
We built a beautiful dream
Thyn boomed by my stupidity
I hear the echoes of your voice
Whispering softly neck to my neck
But they disappear within the wind
Then I try to play our memory
Inside my mind
But I got ferried away
By the tears down my chicks
For there is only darkness
I'm being defeated by loneliness
I still feel your breath
On my neck
And I still smell
The scent of you on my pillow
Maybe am going insane
Maybe am just desperate
To believe that there is still us
Denying the fact you're gone
Where you are right now
Know that I'm still here
Grieving over our shattered love
A beautiful relationship
Killed by my ego
Though you might not
Be looking at me now
Just know that you're the only place
My heart has ever been.
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