Today I have died a little with every memory of us I have
and I will die again and again with every memory of you
Not only because I have to let go of you and you and me
But I also have to let go of me, who I was because of you
So today I have died a little and that’s all I have to say
I have run out of words and thoughts, all I do is feel
Feel how I have died as if it wasn’t me and technically it wasn’t
It was someone who I was because of you, you and me
It was someone else. Someone I don’t know anymore,
Someone that I loved so much, and will never meet again.

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