My memories are like a disease someone take them from me please, my thoughts drift to all the fights we fought to all the gifts I should have bought, now it's over and all I want to do is hold her but instead I get a cold shoulder, I can't believe it's her I'm missing, dismissing every chance at fixing, insisting if I had the choice to hear her soft voice I would no longer consider it white noise, I'd no longer hang with the boys, like children playing with our toys in the sand, I'd give in to her every demand, make her proud to call me her man, please understand if given a second chance that would be my ultimate plan, but like always with fate, I got my head on straight finally but finally was a bit to late, she's already gone and alone it seems is where I belong, a cliche to another sad country song, only she didn't just break my heart, oh no, she tore my whole fucking world apart, from the start the very beginning, my feelings climbing to new levels, somehow I won out against all her ex devils, and I had reveled in the victory, ten years later and now I dwell in misery, divorced of course, and the cause or source use to be my lady, use to call me baby, but now is completely shady, and I'm swearing she acts like a Karen totally stuck up, I admit I fucked up, lost site of our future and got stuck in a rut, these thoughts in my head of how our love ended up dead on the floor, to this day it still burns to my core, and I'm left with these memories I don't want anymore.

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