??? I wonder if you ever think about me If the memories come flooding in and freeze you in place -between every syllable of every word I've written since our fallout Are memories stuffed full of nostalgia and regret I sometimes think of bridging the gap But then I remember you were the one to cut the ropes in the first place So I sit. And I long. And I shrivel up in my burning coals. And I forget.
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