Sometimes the heartbreak is still there
Or maybe it never really leaves.
Instead I overlook the cracks
Until they start creeping up
in every new step that I take
And the gap feels almost
Just as big as that time.
Except that now
There's not even the ache for you left.
Just the gaping hole that stayed behind,
like a mute mouth hanging open.
Or maybe it never really leaves.
Instead I overlook the cracks
Until they start creeping up
in every new step that I take
And the gap feels almost
Just as big as that time.
Except that now
There's not even the ache for you left.
Just the gaping hole that stayed behind,
like a mute mouth hanging open.
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