This town feels different without you.

Every road that we drove down makes me think of you.

It doesn't consume me anymore but it's still there.

I'm glad I never brought you to my favorite spot.

That you couldn't ruin that one for me.

It's not that the thought of you ruins me.

The shackles just still remain.

I can break free of them bit by bit.

Little by little.

But it still lingers.