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[brax]

would anyone believe me if i told them i still cared?
if i held on to your memory one last time
like i've held onto everyday since you left
would you tell me i was doing fine?
could i let go even if i wanted to?
the fading memories seem to lean that way
and if i try i might still believe that i dont care
that i walked out into the rain and let my heart
beat harder than it ever will again
because i'll never hold onto anything
when my memories of everything are colored by you
and everytime i do something i wish i was you
because you're not here to see the things ive seen
every minute i'm alive is another i regret
another i'm haunted by the ghost of all my wrongs
all these little pricks and cuts have bled me dry.
but i can't be killed as much as i killed you.
and i wouldn't be missed as much as i've missed you.