A sculptor of devotion chiseled away
at the stone of her desires...
Such spite we showed along the path to hell
Yet even now I wonder why we burned...
I decided to walk out of your life
Without looking back at your sight...
We are broken in different ways
But the hurt feels similar, not quite the same...
Has love changed throughout the years?
Will broken hearts still cause tears...
I feel that our love, is now confusion
With so many sides of you, never seen...
Tomorrow will be, our first day
That we'll no longer share...
Inside of me, there's a memory of you,
Kissing me, when our love was true...
I hope you can stand up to her
Like I always wanted to...
I never want to
Look over at my phone...
I don’t wanna have to love you
When I don’t...
Sometimes love is more
What you miss when they're not there...