Analysis of Fugitive Sins

I don't get how your memory can still get to me
But they won't just let me be
I can't just smile carefree
Every song brings back the things you'd say
The words you'd tell me
Why do they have to be essential to my vocabulary
Every breath I breathe is space put between
The remembrance of our fugitive sins
But if I had the chance
I'd do it all again
Just this time without an end
Then, right now, my heart wouldn't be in the midst of a mend