[Verse 1]
Ink-stained fingers, pages torn at the spine
I write our story like it still could be mine
Crossing out the endings, shifting every line
Where you never left and we never ran out of time
The rain taps Morse code on my windowpane
While I paint you smiling through yesterday’s pain
Your name’s still curled on the tip of my pen
But I spell it softer now than I did back then
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[Chorus]
I’m editing memories like fragile old film
Cutting the sorrow, softening the still
Rewriting the nights we both fell apart
With metaphors stitched where I once had a heart
If truth is too cruel and reality bleeds
I’ll rewrite it all ‘til you still love me
In verses and silence, between every plea—
I’m just editing memories to set myself free
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[Verse 2]
Your voice was thunder inside of a rhyme
I hush it to whispers one stanza at a time
Burning old letters, but keeping the smoke
To inhale the warmth of the words you once spoke
I dress up the past in poetic disguise
Bleed out the grief with deliberate lies
A prettier fiction than what truly remains—
Ink over blood never quite hides the stains
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[Chorus]
I’m editing memories like tapes I rewind
Erasing the static you left in my mind
Composing a life where we didn’t break
Where "forever" was real and not just a mistake
If healing means lying to what I believe
Then I’ll carve every line until I can breathe
Some wounds are too deep for time or reprieve—
So I edit my memories to make myself grieve
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[Bridge]
Is it art or denial if it helps me survive?
To rewrite your goodbye like you never arrived
I’m not chasing closure, I’m building a shrine—
Where you’re frozen in gold in the corners of time
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[Final Chorus]
I’m editing memories with trembling grace
Replacing your ghost with a gentler face
Truth bends in the hands of a poet who aches
For a past that still haunts every line that he makes
If the heart must lie just to stay complete
Then let me believe what I choose to repeat
I can’t bring you back, but at least I can keep—
This version of love... in the memories I tweak
