still addicted to the idea of you
lost and confused, i know not what to do
everyday an illusion of what was meant to be
distorting perceptions of a jaded reality
reminiscing the past invoking feelings sublime
only summons reminders that once you were mine
hard to endure this internal strife
harder to accept you've moved on w/ your life
fighting everyday to regain what was lost
losing the fray because it was you at cost
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