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You never looked so good
as you did last night,
underneath the lights,
there walking with your friends,
laughing
at the moon.
I swear you looked right through me.
But I’m still living with your goodbye,
and you’re
just going on with your life.
You, I hear you’re doing fine.
Seems like you’re doing well
as far
as I can tell.
Time is leaving us behind,
another week has passed
and still I haven’t laughed yet.
So tell
me, what your secret is
to letting go like you did...
Did you forget the magic?
Did you forget the passion?
Did you ever miss me?
Did you ever long to kiss me?
Maybe that’s just your way
of dealing with the pain,
forgetting
everything
between our rise and fall
like we never loved at all.
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