Darling, you gave me the world
But you took away my universe
This isn’t a curse
No. No. This isn’t a curse
I miss you
You haunt me
We are strangers with a past now
Do I haunt you? Or are you free?
It’s what you wanted, not to be chained
You forever claimed to love me more
Yet, I feel now, maybe, yes you loved me more
But not more than yourself
This isn’t a curse
No. No. This isn’t a curse
I’ve let go of you
I loved you enough for that
We are strangers with a past now
Have you let go of me? Am I free?
Through it all, I still wanted to be friends
Not let us totally end
Your face, when I saw you
I clearly haunt you
I’m not a curse
No. No. I’m not a curse
Let go, I’m not what you think I am
Strangers are what we are now
There’s nothing left to hold on to.
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