Sunset
I must have seen it more than a hundred times
But each time feels more magical than ever
Third time\'s a charm they say
That\'s the amount of times I\'ve seen a shooting star
Maybe there will be a fourth, fifth
Maybe even eightieth
But I know that it\'ll be like seeing it for the first time
I must have spent hours reading old messages
I should probably delete those
But every time I want to I\'m thinking about memories
How much memories these messages dare to hold
Memories
I wish I remembered you like I remember those three stars
I miss you so much even after a decade
I wish I hadn\'t been a kid when you left
Because that damage can never be restored