Athens, France

They’re playing your favourite song.

I remember when we first heard it,

you said it was new and exciting.

I said I liked how their old stuff sounded.

Crescendos and climaxes,

arguments and suitcases.

I never wanted you to leave,

but the music plays on,

our saddening song,

your tears left on my cheek.

-Rob Padfield

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