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I’m crying on the bathroom floor
Thinking of when you were here
Remember when you told me, you felt like skipping the years
To when we’d been together for many years and years
You know the distance never, it never made a difference to me

I went to see my therapist
And all we did was talk about you
It made me feel less shitty
But then I drank and I called you

And I’ve always had this struggle
Of letting go when I’m trying to heal
I wonder if you’ve kept my letter
Cause sometimes I read your letter