When I try not to remember, not to care,
My world slides into the darkness of meaningless grief
And the reminiscences of you cannot compare
To anything at all. Without you I’ve lived
For many years without a point, without a meaning
And now as years go by, I am endlessly deceiving
Myself. Trying to convince myself that you’re gone
And everything inside me tells me that there’s none
Like you. And as time throws into oblivion all we had,
I recall the wonderful times and the only thing that is true
Is that I long for the past which is full of the distant you.
When I try...
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