They say if you let go, of the past Then it will go of you but I'm not sure If I want to let go of my past Everywhere that I see myself you are there You are there, smiling back at me I can't not see Drawn back to you by something simple Like a ray of sunshine I can't remember why we said goodbye And I'm trying to forget you but you grew roots Around my ribcage, I had no choice But to let them age and now I just can't breathe Beautifying the grieving Controlling my breathing I spend days thinking about you And I never knew Drawn back to you by something simple Like these empty pages