I will be the polaroid you left out in the sun
Faded into nothing long before the day is done
I will be the drawing in the margins of your notes
Peering from behind the words you wrote
I will be the borrowed book with the pages all dog-eared
The one you left upon your bedside and you've meant to read for years
I'll be a memento of the times you made it through
But you know that I am not quite done with you
I will be the hair caught in your sweater in the cold
When you start to shiver but it's not me you want to hold
I will be the coffee mug you drink from every day
No matter where you are now all your mornings aren't the same
I will be the stain upon the favorite dress you own
From the night you couldn't make your brand new house feel like a home
I'll be a memento of the pain I put you through
But you have to know I'm not quite done with you
I will be the memories that keep you up at night
I'm sorry friend, I mean it, and I hope that you don't mind
I will be the world you left, from now on disappeared
But I'll be around if you need me now, I'll always be right here
I'll be a memento of the times that we went through
But you know that I'm just not quite over you