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There's no place left to hide

And I'm afraid of what's on the other side

Of this door and that one, too

All these doors lead to nowhere and im tired of running

I hope I'll remember you. . .

But my memory is getting worse these days

And I pray so hard I won't forget your voice or your face

I cant promise I'll see you again but God damn will I want to

There's so much room for growing in

what feels an awful lot like loneliness

But the growing pains are getting hard to bare

and I've worn down my teeth from keeping my mouth shut

I'm so close to giving up, not on everything, but on this in particular

Hopefully there's a next time where I manage to get things right from the start

Like a house in a hurricane there's boards held fast protecting what once was my heart

It's still beating there

Maybe being ok is ok even when I shouldn't

I didnt mean to leave you behind while I chased after myself

I couldn't slow down until I caught up

and there's no room for mistaking it as anything other than what it was

A reckoning, dead and lonely but still living.

Pray I find more room for forgiving you for both our sakes

It's not like I meant to.

Everybody dies but not everybody lives

Everybody takes but not Everybody gives

Everybody dies but not everybody lives

Everybody takes but not Everybody gives

I hope I'll remember you. . .

But my memory is getting worse these days

And I pray so hard I won't forget your voice or your face

I cant promise I'll see you again but God damn will I want to