Three Years, Two Days
Since I first saw your pretty faceI don't dream about it anymore
I don't think about the way your lip curled
Or how your blue grey eyes looked in your dark grey shirt
How I found out you were in a band
The table we sat at, the placement of the sun in the sky
The boys like girls shirt I was wearing from the night before
They don't believe me
I don't think about you
And I'm not good at lying
But if I was, How would you know?
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