This is my last defense.

Oct 28
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Separate Lives

You called me from the room in your hotel
All full of romance for someone that you met
And telling me how sorry you were, leaving so soon
And that you miss me sometimes when you’re alone in your room
Do I feel lonely too?

Well I held on to let you go
And if you lost your love for me, well you never let it show
There was no way to compromise
So now we’re living
Separate lives.

This is for Rachel.