One Last Wedding

Can I skip forward to the part Where this begins to make some sense? For a while I will be spiralling As I rearrange the apartment I think about the sweetness of those last couple of days Never knowing when the rain it would come We were walking through a haze One last wedding we won't dance at One last conversation we can pretend we don't have to have We still made breakfast, you were still my date Until I moved in with a friend My fingers hovered over every text Not knowing what to send One last round of gin and flowers One last taste where they go sour One last time to say I love you On separate couches crying in our living room At some point we've got to stop looking up I won't come over any more I guess it falls apart on its own No letters under the door It was gorgeous while it lasted I don't regret a thing about our past One last time to say I love you Sitting alone in our living room