June
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Sitting here alone with my memories,
Staring at a picture of you and me.
They say I look fine but if walls could talk,
They'd tell you all about how much I break apart.
I think we were right but we did it wrong,
Ever since you left me I just can't go on.
I never realised it could make me cry,
To hear the children laugh and play outside.
A walk in the park shouldn't be that bad
But everything without you seems to make me sad.
I thought we were good, we were meant to be.
The way it turned out is still a mystery.
Sitting here alone with my memories,
Staring at a picture of you and me.
They say I look fine but if walls could talk,
They'd tell you all about how much I break apart.
I think we were right but we did it wrong,
Ever since you left me I just can't go on.
I never realised it could make me cry,
To hear the children laugh and play outside.
A walk in the park shouldn't be that bad
But everything without you seems to make me sad.
I thought we were good, we were meant to be.
The way it turned out is still a mystery.
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