I won’t leave our old apartment,
Even though I know I should.
I think it’s because if you decide to come and find me,
This would be the first place you’d look.
I won’t leave our old apartment,
Even though I know I should.
I think it’s because if you decide to come and find me,
This would be the first place you’d look.
I miss everything
From my life with you.
I miss it so much that
I almost went missing
Trying to get it back.
I must be in love with the idea
of losing you,
The thoughts linger.
Like those heavy hotel curtains,
that do such a great job
Of blocking out any light.