Letters didn’t explain, Photos weren’t enough, Crying couldn’t even fathom, That I missed you so much.
And how your clothes smell just like you,
Trying to get past the fact,
That I can’t forget all the things that you’d do.
There always was a soul,
When my heart was in pieces,
Your love made me whole.
Now that you’re no longer here with me,
And I’m just scared to say,
I’m in love with a memory.

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