It was his laugh
I heard that night
Never did I notice
It was what I liked
I've heard it before
Time and time again
But this time I heard it,
My heart filled with pain
His laugh; it contained everything I lost
Yes, it was mine but I failed to cherish it before we both lost
We both lost to the game of love
Oh how I wish we could've won like we were above
Him; that's all I ever wanted and all I will ever want
To hear that laugh again
And listen and enjoy it like it's rain
On a warm evening with some tea
But now a cold evening and just me
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