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Sometimes I wonder how I ended up like this. How I ended up in this mess.
How I ended up wasting away everyday laying in bed.
I don't think you know how much I miss you.
I can go on and on about, the way things used to be between you and me.
But, at this point that'd be pointless.
I got lost, and forgot the direction you were pointing me towards.
I stray off that path too often.
Maybe I'm out of options.
Wish I could stop and, think.
Think about all the memories.
But I always end up sinking too deep in my own emotions.
Till I blink and wonder how this all started…

I wish we could begin building a new beginning.
But in the end, I tear everything apart.
It's a work of art, the way our hearts used to speak to eachother.
Sometimes I wonder if our hearts still beat in sync.
I'm sick of sinking in this quicksand.
Maybe if I was quicker back then, I'd understand why you left me stranded.
Gotta hand it to you, you sure knew how to make demands.
As I stand here and watch these currents flow, I can't help but hope.
That one-day both our boats, end up rowing close.
If only the wind would blow, the water hard enough to flow, and throw both our boats close enough to eachother.
So, we can help eachother float.
I can only hope…

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