Our sad thoughts dissolve into steaming talk
And discussing trials we've made it through
We're nostalgic for pasts that were all our fault
"Yeah, it's not healthy to want to go back
To change how things went and to stop myself
But now I'm haunted by this ghostly past
Guided solely by him and how I felt"
Our well known tales cool the coffee with time
The shop slowly begins to close us in
Is forever such a disturbing crime
That I can't keep close a beautiful friend?
Though the future we have always fought
When the time comes, please forget me not
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