I
told myself I would come
Meet
someone new
Try
to move on
Let
go of the past
Let
go of your memory
I
haven’t tried just yet
I
couldn’t bear to
You’re
still stuck in my heart
A
love that won’t let go
Hanging
on by a thread
One
I haven’t been able to pull
Yet
here I am driving
To
the coffee shop
A
first step in relinquishing
The
past and setting you free
The
traffic’s not bad
I
arrive first and sit down
My
hands become a little sweaty
I
know it can’t hurt
It’s
just a cup of coffee
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