And I don’t feel anything anymore,
About that or about this.
But why is it that even after all this time,
I still can’t go back to that coffee shop,
Where we once sat
Even after all this time?
And I don’t feel anything anymore,
About that or about this.
But why is it that even after all this time,
I still can’t go back to that coffee shop,
Where we once sat
Even after all this time?
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