So it's been a while since everyone has been asking me how am I doing without you. I smile at them and say I'm so happy to let go of you and that I'm glad you're no longer a part of my life. It's been a while since I've been escaping their questions. It's been a while since I've had anyone in my life who could take your place and I've been telling them I'm happier this way.
But then that moment passes and I go back to time in my head, cherish all that's been lost now.
The night comes and I realise I'm still stuck with our favourite song. The night comes and I cannot sleep, because I know somewhere out there you're there. I can't sleep thinking of the fact that you're not thinking about me. So I talk to people whose existence don't bother me. I talk to them to avoid your thoughts. But you come up in the words they speak. I find you in people I don't know. I think of you on the outskirts of our fav cafè sipping the coffee alone, or perhaps with someone who replaced me and it haunts me.
What had I possibly done wrong? That only you know. Did I give you good enough reason to leave?
It doesn't matter, you left and that's all that is.
So when they ask me how am I taking your leave, I say I'm fine. I say I can do better than you. And they seem to believe me.
I tell them I won't ever talk to you even if you come begging on your knees and they say it's about the right thing. But don't you know you just have to stay?
I tell them I'm fine without you but let's face it, there's always going to be a room for you.
Maybe to me, it was always you and it will always be you.
But then that moment passes and I go back to time in my head, cherish all that's been lost now.
The night comes and I realise I'm still stuck with our favourite song. The night comes and I cannot sleep, because I know somewhere out there you're there. I can't sleep thinking of the fact that you're not thinking about me. So I talk to people whose existence don't bother me. I talk to them to avoid your thoughts. But you come up in the words they speak. I find you in people I don't know. I think of you on the outskirts of our fav cafè sipping the coffee alone, or perhaps with someone who replaced me and it haunts me.
What had I possibly done wrong? That only you know. Did I give you good enough reason to leave?
It doesn't matter, you left and that's all that is.
So when they ask me how am I taking your leave, I say I'm fine. I say I can do better than you. And they seem to believe me.
I tell them I won't ever talk to you even if you come begging on your knees and they say it's about the right thing. But don't you know you just have to stay?
I tell them I'm fine without you but let's face it, there's always going to be a room for you.
Maybe to me, it was always you and it will always be you.
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