I've wondered whether you'd still affect me after so long.
Today I got news of you, and it's left me, once again, in pieces.
But I've grown up a bit, and perhaps I'm just lying to myself, but I am honestly glad that another fond memory of mine is there with you.
I would love nothing more than to be there for you, but the best I can do for you is to make sure we never cross paths again.
I'll pray for you.
Everytime I see you falling,
I get down on my knees and pray,
I'm waiting for that final moment,
To say the words that I can't say.
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