Is it just a memory?

I liked sleeping with you after the beer,
Especially 'cause you were so near.
You usually aren’t.

I usually think of you always,
No matter the time and the pace
Of the day. And I can’t

Think no more. I want to see you.
But since you got lost somewhere new,
I've been on a hunt

For your attention.
You've been cold, not to mention
You've been nothing at all.

Do you feel nothing?

You told me you did feel something,
But then you disappeared.
Show me that something.
I want to see it.

Don't escape by default
Like you've done before.
If you do again, maybe
You can't love at all?

If it's so, can you once get mean
And say that it’s all just a memory
Of 2015?

Is it so?


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