Not Happening Tonight

Within my memories
There is a place
Special to me
Where you're not dead
Though I can't remember
The ways you moved
Over and over
It runs in a loop

I see you walking
I see you smile
I see you talking
I see you cry
Every time I watch
You grow farther away
Maybe, just maybe
You'll come back one day

Until then, all I have
Is this approximation
Basically a lie
Because you're not like that
A cheap facsimile
You're not alive
You're not there
You can't smile

All I can do
Is watch teary eyed
You bid me goodbye
Framed against the light
I wish I could go back
But I really can't
Forgetting you is just
Not happening tonight

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