Blogmas Day 23: All too Well

Today is a very hard day for me. I lost something very dear to me, and it still hurts, so much. 

And maybe we got lost in translation, maybe I asked for too much

but maybe this thing was a masterpiece 'til you tore it all up

running sacred, I was there I remember it all too well

...and you call me up again just to break me like a promise

so casually cruel in the name of being honest

I'm a crumbled up piece of paper lying here, cause I remember it all to well

Time won't fly it's like I'm paralyzed by it

I'd like to be my old self again but I'm still trying to find it

After plaid shirts days and nights when you made me your own

Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone

But you keep my old scarf from that very first week

Cause it reminds you of innocence and it smells like me

You can't get rid of it, cause you remember it all too well

...I remember it all, all, all too well