Months went by, the days pass, pass a normal day, a night out, and all of a sudden, alone in the car is assailed by memories, thoughts and emotions. One song, this can make a simple, single song. The words, music, notes, a piano ... how many things can trigger a song, feelings, and snapshots of moments past and never return. A face, a smile, a caress and why? ..
How long has it been? It does not matter. How long will it last? It does not matter. How was good and true. That counts. For me a life, a dream for me forever.
So it's not so true that if you played is the same, even if it still hurts ...
Take me around, try to sympathize if you like, to me does not count. Realize that this song reminded me of how I loved you. The rest of misses, misses the time ...
... all misses, though all I have left is a song.
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