Your hand that you sometimes hold doesn't do anything
The face that you see in the door isn't standing there anymore
In a matter of time, it would slip from my mind
In and out of my life, you would slip from my mind
In a matter of time
The face that you saw in the door isn't looking at you anymore
The name that you call in its place isn't waiting for your embrace
The world that you love to behold cannot hold you anymoreIn a matter of time it, would slip from my mind
In and out of my life, you would slip from my mind
In a matter of time
dress & cardigan: Target
bag: Coach
sunnies: Ray ban
Love the first picture in particular
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