It's hard not to look back,
On those places left to leave.
It's so hard not to look back,
On experienced memories.
Without revisiting an intention,
Meant to forgive but a grief still breathes.
To sit with it reminisced as if,
A feeding on it relieves.
But it bleeds.
It's hard not to look back,
On acts someone else has done.
And it's hard to know it fact,
A deception of a loved one to know...
Forgiveness given with it wished,
Isn't easy.
It's hard not to look back,
On those places left to leave.
It's so hard not to look back,
On experienced memories.
And whoever says it's best to forgive,
Aren't the ones living regret...
Of having to have met someone,
Difficult to forget.
It's hard not to look back.
When memories to have feed on facts.
It's hard not to look back.
It is hard not to look back.
It is...
When memories to have feed on facts.
It's hard not to look back.
It is, it is hard not to look back.
It's hard not to look back.
It is...
When memories to have feed on facts.
It's hard not to look back.
It is, it is hard not to look back.
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