INT. Lovers House - Night - 3 Years Ago
**I** smoke now to fog the visions of _you_.
**I** see the way _you_ looked at **me**,
Even though _you’re_ no longer here.
**I** close **my** eyes and hear _your_ voice,
Still hearing the way _you_ breathe.
**_They_** say **I** should try to drown _it_ out,
But the mirror doesn’t _show_ **me** anymore.
As days pass and months turn to years,
**I** yearn for _someone_ like _you_.
_You_ were the warm darkness
On cold mornings,
Now **I** sleep in,
Hoping to forget _you_.
**I** never want to forget _you_.
**I** do all kinds of things to remember;
_Your_ looks, _your_ smell,
_your_ voice, _your_ taste,
_your_ touch.
**I** had every intention of forever,
But **I** guess **I** forgot _that feeling_ now.
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