new normal
its kinda funny,
i keep expecting to see you contact pop up,
remember when we would fool around like bunnies?
now im turning to other people for a hookup,
cause you're nowhere to be found.
for fucks sake,
for 2 days i thought you were 6 feet in the ground.
you couldn't even begin to imagine my heartache.
im slowly starting to move on with my life,
take it one day at a time.
i hate to say it,
but your starting to slip out of my mind.
getting used to this new normal,
without you there in my life.
have to get used to
standing on my own without you by my side.
it hurts like hell everyday that your gone,
but with time it will pass,
cause deep down i knew how i depended on you was wrong.
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