If your memories could stop haunting me,
If the pain of your absence would stop taunting me,
Maybe then I could begin to feel okay.
If your voice would stop following me,
If my head would stop repeating the things that you have said,
Then maybe I could begin to find my way.
If the feeling of your touch would stop lingering,
If I could just begin to forget the color of your eyes,
Maybe then I could move on.
If I could stop feeling this agony,
If I could forget the love I felt for you,
Then maybe living life wouldn't feel so wrong.
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