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Changing Your Ringtone
Is one of the little things.
And its the little things I forgot to do
That make me cry when I think of you.
It’s the things that we said,
And the promises we made.
That were never kept,
But I’ll marry you one day.
It’s these words in my head
And these feelings in my bones
That remind me yet again
You are so long gone.
And even as I hold your hand in mine,
I know its only temporary
Temporary like the words that hung between us
Temporary like the stain in my blue dress
Temporary like all love seems to be.
Temporary like a ringtone.
Temporary like the little things.
And its the little things I forgot to do
That make me cry when I think of you.
It’s the things that we said,
And the promises we made.
That were never kept,
But I’ll marry you one day.
It’s these words in my head
And these feelings in my bones
That remind me yet again
You are so long gone.
And even as I hold your hand in mine,
I know its only temporary
Temporary like the words that hung between us
Temporary like the stain in my blue dress
Temporary like all love seems to be.
Temporary like a ringtone.
Temporary like the little things.
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