Sometimes the last words never said
Are the ones stuck in your head.
The "I love you too"
That sticks with you
Because you never got to release it.
The same "Goodbye"
That makes you cry,
Because you never got to speak it.
The thoughts kept to yourself
That you put up on the shelf
For the dust to gather and collect on.
The feelings from once upon
Surround now in the ever-after,
Over the things that are now gone.
The songs that help you relate
And the tears flowing down your face,
Are like the stories you love to hear
But the mistakes you hate to make.
These words never said are the scars upon my face.
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