Just when I thought I was getting over you, I’ve started dreaming again. Lucid dreaming. So intense I go back to sleep to see you. Your words are short, if at all like now… but I hang on to every word like they’re your last. Your last words were don’t forget me. That’s always been the problem right? I never could.
Just when I think I’m getting over you, I start dreaming again. Every night of you. So much I keep going back to sleep to see you. You barely say anything, but I hang on to every word. Missing your voice. Your last words, Don’t forget me. But baby, I never could.