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I’m still hurting
from the way you were
preparing to let me go
Through these tears
I can see so clear
but I wish I wasn’t crying
wish I wasn’t crying
In your imagination
there’s a place without me
while I’m glad
you can keep it there
it threatens my being
threatens my being
True love looks like a refusal
to believe in death
True love looks like willingness
to live in my bed
Pain has drawn my outlines
where no small feeling could
Loss has stitched me
to the present tense
though love never should
no love never should
What looks good from a distance
appears weary up close
I’m worn out baby
by emotion right under my nose
under my nose
True love looks like a refusal
to believe in death
True love looks like willingness
to live in my head
I’ve become the edge
of a shard of glass
in the sand
Not yet yielding
though I’m starting to give in
I’ve become the edge
of a shard of glass
in the sand
Not yet yielding
though I’m starting to give in
I’ve become the edge
of a shard of glass
in the sand
Not yet yielding
though I’m starting to give in
I’ve become the edge
of a shard of glass
in the sand
Not yet yielding
though I’m starting to give in
though I’m starting to give in