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I felt you slipping away
Like acetone through the skin
There for a second
And gone the next

Maybe I should have
Tried a little harder
To hang on to what
Was never really meant to be

Maybe I should move on
Let your memory slip through
Like sand in a child's fingers
So that maybe I could write about something
That wasn't just you

I still feel you sometimes
Claws deep inside my ribcage
Ripping at what never should have been
Squeezing my insides dry and
Drowning me

I wish that I had
A sense of satisfaction
From something other than all I've burned
But life is strange that way
And hurting is the easiest way to stay alive

I only wish the pain still felt real.

Description
I felt you slipping away
Like acetone through the skin
There for a second
And gone the next

Maybe I should have
Tried a little harder
To hang on to what
Was never really meant to be

Maybe I should move on
Let your memory slip through
Like sand in a child's fingers
So that maybe I could write about something
That wasn't just you

I still feel you sometimes
Claws deep inside my ribcage
Ripping at what never should have been
Squeezing my insides dry and
Drowning me

I wish that I had
A sense of satisfaction
From something other than all I've burned
But life is strange that way
And hurting is the easiest way to stay alive

I only wish the pain still felt real.