I’m trying to get myself around the fact that you are gone
I keep telling myself that hey, its fine, its fine if I hold on,
But the truth is that you’re finally at the place you need to be,
And the final purpose of your life has to mean there’s no more me
So I’ll pretend that life is faultless and my heart can still love on
And the hurt I felt for countless nights is over now, it’s gone
So why the hell do I find myself holding on to what’s not there,
And the fact that if I told you so, I believe you wouldn’t care.
So I’ll leave behind the mountainsides, the moon and our long walks,
And the hours we spent inside ourselves and our13-hour talks.
But I can’t believe that I still want the one thing I can’t contain
If I could just rewind this clock of time, and erase all of this pain
I would’ve never said ruthless words to you, or yelled or kicked and screamed
I would have told you, you’re my favourite thing. To me you were everything
So beyond all this confusion and the truth that lies here bare,
I’ll remember all our love-filled nights but know you never cared
But the truth remains my memories are what keep me up at night,
How could something that was so very wrong, have felt so very right?
I can go on and on about the things I miss, and things I crave
But you left me driving home alone, in the wind and pouring rain.
Aside from all uncertainties and doubts that fill my mind,
The heart and truth poured into you is now all that’s left behind.
I can lie and say I’m over the one that let me slip away,
But in heart and soul I know, I hope, you will come back to me one day.
But for now, the purpose lacks to show you my sincerity,
It’s not to show you my lost love or mind,
Not to convince you…but convince me.
