I'll pretend that you're still here,
Hearing your nails scrape the floor,
Letting me know you are near,
Sometimes I still hear you pawing at my door,
But when I open it,
I just see your collar on the floor,
It hasn’t been the same since you made that mess,
But now you are gone,
And it’s leaving me stressed,
Sometimes I look at old pictures of you,
Before I know it,
My face is all blue,
Sometimes I look at your clothes,
Regretting what happened,
But I had to keep my oaths
I wanted you to forget the things you fear,
But I didn't know,
That it meant you'd disappear,
A/N: I acutally kinda like this one; I like rhyming things. Anyway, this is named after a Lana Del Rey song
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