You're the closest thing I have to bring up in a conversation about love that didn't last.
But I could never call you mine, because I could never call myself yours.
It's not that our love died, it just never really bloomed.
No, I can't let go of you. You're holding me back without even trying to.
I can't let go, I can't move on from the past.
Without even lifting a finger, you're holding me back.
No, we didn't die, we just never had a chance to grow.
It might not make much sense to you or anyone else, but some how you still affect the things I do.
You can't lose what you never had. ♥
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