the aircon freezes my fingers
the tv is switched on
the guitar sits in the corner of the room
and goodbye to you plays on the itunes
while i look through the pictures in random folders.
i miss the past.
goodbye to you,
goodbye to everything that i knew.
you were the one i loved,
the one thing that i try to hold on to.
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