No getting over

Its the little reminders like waking up to your pictures on my wall.
or to be cold and see your sweater rolled up in a ball.

the little things like the bracelet on my wrist,
and the cute texts that i always miss.

the little bear that sleeps right next to my side,
and the little places i pass when i go for a ride.

the song that we used to call our song,
and thinking maybe i was wrong.

the bedspread the i sleep on at night,
eminds me of crying and each little fight.

the couch in my basement reminds me of things we have done,
and the door reminds me of the time you had to run.

the memories are in everyone i see,every thing i do,
i just ddon'tthink theres any getting over you.