Last night i walked with no "pep in my step"

The cool air pushed my hair,

 Your hand onced brushed it just as the wind did.

I will not cry.

Last night i drove by the store where you broke my heart.

The store where you brushed her hair aside to kiss her lips , not mine

I will not cry.

Last night i laid in bed alone

Those pillows dont warm me the way you do.

I will not cry...

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