You step into the room,
Felt like a mile away trying to touch you, this wall in between
Where else do you see my eyes looking,
It’s longing for you, just please give me one more look
Before you go,
Whisper to me that this wasn’t your choice,
Before you lie,
Whisper to me those three words you used to mean
Hurricane waves,
Hit me like a sudden shock of electricity, too foreign to recognize
Breaking down,
The sea’s sinking in the ocean, drowning every drip of my tears
Reminiscing,
Developing this feeling, that was once felt before
Nostalgia they say,
Lost in memory lane, where nothing moves but the world
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