You used to be THE one. You were. Even you didn´t know.
You are a blurry memory. I can´t feel your smell in my clothes anymore. I miss the way you used to look at me. I don´t wanna see you ever again, but I do at the same time. It´s quite confusing when the only thing I can think about is that something is missing fom me, like you took it away. And I need it back.
It´s hard to think about what we are now and what we used to be. And it hurts.
Cause you are not there anymore.
We are extrangers again.
Cause now I´m just another one.
Cause I´m no longer "HER".
