like it was that day

Campagne di Mamoiada
Image by cristianocani via Flickr

I find in myself an irony
something I don’t understand
when I get to a point of not giving a damn
That’s when I find me reeling and weak to stand.

Months have passed when we said our goodbyes
whatever joys we had sometimes all felt like lies
but it’s funny when i sat alone today
thoughts of you still haven’t left completely.

I still wonder if there was some miracle if ever there was
for things to change between the two of us
but hopes aside I have to say
things would never be like it was that day.

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