"Seems like every place, every person we knew,
Every sound, every taste, reminds me of you
I thought this would be gone, but it's still so strong
I keep holding on, what else can i do?
So how do i get over you
How do i survive living half the life that i knew
Oh i do i get over you?
When you take away, everything i held to be true
I wonder if you feel it too, do you?"
sinto-me: Segunda-feira :S