i should tell myself the truth
that she left me without any parting words
at that time, i could look into her eyes as long as i’m with her
but now i’m not thinkin’ about her anymore
even the smell still lingers on my clothes
and her shadow still crosses every street i passed
and i have tried to move on from everything, everything related to her
and now i feel almost cured
sooner i’m getting better
thanks for the wound
at 3 a.m as a witness, i've cried over her departure
