haze
how much do you remember, about those summers we spent together?, because i don't seem to be able to recall, all the things i thought that i'd miss, your perfume and your sun kissed skin, turns out they meant nothing all along. i was haunted by the emptiness, that filled the hole you left, a grave i still can't bring myself to visit yet. though i won't be losing sleep, i still refuse to forget, it took me so long to admit that we were dead;, but we were dead. you buried it in the backyard of a house, that we built with our bare hands, where you said we'd grow old together. i felt safe there, i knew every crooked frame, every creaking stair, i could have stayed my whole fuckin life, but time, it was never a friend of mine. i got so scared that i disappeared into my head for 8 lonely years, and it killed me but it hurt you too and i'm sorry, i'm sorry. but you weren't there when i needed you most, i felt like i was a ghost, of someone you used to love, but i was never enough to save us. are you happy? are you happy?, are you happy? are you happy?, so tell me, is it serious between you and him?, i hope to god he makes you happy, i hope i never hear your name again. now the home we made is nothing more than a house, where we fucked and we ate but never fell in love, now you're sleeping in the bed we made with somebody else, are you happy? are you fuckin happy?, i got so scared that i disappeared into my head for 8 lonely years, and it killed me but it hurt you too and i'm sorry, i'm sorry.
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