And I know it’s long gone,
And that magic’s not here no more,
And I might be okay,
But I’m not fine at all.
And I know it’s long gone
And there was nothing else I could do
And I forget about you long enough
To forget why I needed to…
Time won’t fly, it’s like I’m paralyzed by it
I’d like to be my old self again, but I’m still trying to find it
After plaid shirt days and nights when you made me your own
Now you mail back my things and I walk home alone
I remember it all too well.
– T. Swift