When you walked away, what could I really say? Would it matter anyway? Would it change how you feel?
My world doesn't spin like it used to. It's different now. Your not here anymore and everything's changed. Change is always good, in one way or another but I guess the hard part is getting use to it. Getting use to not having your around like I used to. That you're in a another place right now and you won't come back like you always used to. But I know that some things never change and so do you.
If it's just me and you, who knows what we could do?
But everything's changed now and I look back with a smile on my face.
I'm happy for the time it lasted, but now it's over and we both moved on.
I always have and I always will.
The pain is the only truth we have to ourself knowing that at one time we actually excisted.
Feeling the pain is the only way I know it happend and that it wasn't only a dream.