Why is it
That one person always lingers in your mind
They probably never once look back
On what you had together
But you're different
You enjoy thinking back
It was a happier time
I was a happier person
You wonder just how much you really meant
They were your everything, and then more
But do you ever cross their mind?
They cross yours everytime they talk
For many the thoughts are but a mere memory
Stored in the back of the mind
Out of sight, out of mind
So why is it?
Why is it they still linger in yours
Like everything just happened yesterday
You swear it's like they just left your side
A memory is never just a memory
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