I will be someone
Who in two years
You won’t remember
A thing about me
Except I like the color green
And I liked my hair short
And I liked to make of you
I will be someone
Who in two years
You won’t remember
A thing about
But I’ll struggle to not forget
The way our trembling lips met
For the first time, for the last time
Yes I’ll fight to keep a memory of you
The way I fight my tears
Thinking of you not fighting to remember me too
I will be someone
Who in five minutes
You’ll want back into your arms again
You’ll wanna runaway with
You’ll wanna make stay with you always
And I’ll struggle to not forget
The way our trembling lips met
For the first time, for the last time
Yes I’ll fight to keep a memory of you
The way I fight my tears
Thinking of you not fighting to remember me too
All she wrote was for me
To be strong and not need you
To know my face to know I had one
All she wrote was for us
To grow around eachother
In a way we’d both be strong
And I’ll struggle to not forget
The way our trembling lips met
For the first time, for the last time
Yes I’ll fight to keep a memory of you
The way I fight my tears
Thinking of you not fighting to remember me too
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