So hard to move on
Still loving what's gone
You’re gone
No finality in reason
Simple things bring the most heartache
It’s the sound of your breath
Through the wires of revolution
It’s still so hard to move on
Still loving what’s gone
But this, this is my secret.


Maybe one day I'll wake up,
And I won't love him anymore.

 
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