jack

I hate how good you looked in the picture that I saw

I'll call it an accident

When I drink I get fearless, curious, I thought

Maybe you'd also look spent

But you still smile like the day that I met you, the day the world turned good

Like nothing mattered- nothing ever really meant a thing, now I know I never would

And you're the reason, two years later, I can't take a flight without crying to our songs

And when I saw your smile in that photo it was clear that I had lost and you were long gone

5 hours and an ocean ahead

You let me go again relentlessly