I thought I was over you. And then you sit down across from me and I stumble and fall into your eyes as the music of City & Colour still rings in my head.
I thought I was over you. And then you start talking and I watch the movement of your lips and your voice is so comforting.
I thought I was over you. And I try not to stare, I really do, I make myself look away. I am trying to hide what my eyes will convey.
I thought I was over you. And then you leave. I feel the weight of my sadness, I want to shake it off, but my thoughts will be the death of me.
Damn, I really thought I was over you.
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