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I still remember the look on your face, lit through the darkness at 1:58, the words that u whispered for just us to know, u told me u loved me, so what did u go away?
I do recall now the smell of the rain, fresh on the pavement, I ran off the plane...That July 9th, the beat of your heart, It jumps through ur shirt, I can still feel ur arms.
But now I go sit on the floor, wearing ur clothes, all that I know is that I don't know how to be something u miss, never though we'd have a last kiss, never imagined we'd end like this...ur name, forever the name on my lips...
I do remember the swing in ur step, the life of the party, ur showing off again, and I roll my eyes and then u pull me in, I'm not much for dancing but for u I did, because I love ur handshake, me and my father, I love how u walk with ur hands in ur pockets, how u kiss me when I was in the middle of saying something, there's not a day when I don't miss those rude interruptions...
So I'll watch u like in pictures, like I used to watch u sleep, and I feel u forget me, like I used to feel u breath, and I keep up with ur old friends just to ask them how u'r, hope it's nice where u are...
And I hope the sun shines, and it's a beautiful day, and something reminds u, you wish you had stayed, u can plan for a change in the weather and town, but I never planned on u changing ur mind.
So I'll go sit on the floor, wearing your clothes, all that I know is that I don't know how to be someting u miss, never though we'd a last kiss, never imagined we'd end like this, your name, forever the name on my lips, just like our last kiss...