In the dusty recessed corners of your mind it still sits there, the only thing that's left there, everything else forgotten
You just can't forget it, but you can hide it all you want
How he touched you, and that look he gave you;
It's forever seared into your memories, and you can never love as fully as you did
Because everything won't live up to what's constantly replaying in your head
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It's given you ideas of a utopia you'll never reach again..
