some days i feel like a widower
playing and replaying memories
which is pretty silly i suppose
because you are very much
still out there somewhere
living your life to the fullest
i'm just no longer a part of it
and i can never seem
to wrap my head around
the thought of us
coexisting only in the past tense
without the ability to create
new and meaningful memories
just know that you are very much
still in here somewhere
bouncing off the walls of my heart
i just can't bring myself to let you out
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