if i can't go up the tank...then the tank is coming down to cyberspace
Thursday, August 23, 2018
snow patrol
You could be happy,
And I won't know.
But you weren't happy the day I watched you go.
And all the things that I wish I had not said,
All played in loops till it's madness, in my head.
Is it too late to remind you, how we were?
And not our last days of silent, screaming blur.
And most of what I remember,
Makes me sure,
I should have stopped you from walking out the door.
You could be happy, I hope you are.
You made me happier than I'd been by far.
And somehow everything I own, smells like you.
And for the tiniest moment,
It's all not true.
Do the things that you always wanted to.
Without me there to hold you back,
Don't think,
Just do.
More than anything I want to see you, girl.
Take a glorious bite out of the whole world.
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