You tell me I'll forget this
And I deny it every time
But that's what scares me most
The fact that I leave in a week
And you're gonna forget me
Quicker than my shadow
Leaving your apartment for the last time
Long before you stop finding my hair in your sheets
I know you'll be my ghost
Or the bones in my closet
That won't have my thoughts
Maybe one day I'll forget
How I fit in your arms
How mi lindo rolls off my lips
But I can't forget this feeling
Why would I ever want to?
Heartbreak can be as beautiful as falling in love
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Jane Doe
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