The times of our lives

Hello my love it's been sometime that you stepped outside my life.
It's been a year since you stabbed my heart with your venomous knife.

I wandered the deserted streets in hopes to find some comfort in the dark.
But there was only emptiness, no street light, no spark.

I counted the diamonds in the sky.
Mostly, I counted on you, wishing tonight I didn't have to lie.

The streets were flooding with nothing but rain.
My heart had loneliness, nothing else to gain.

But darling you came around but not into my life.
You walked around with her, you still left a scar inside me with your knife.

I hope you're happy and I hope you're doing well.
You will see no pain, tears in my eyes will not swell.

The moon will sing to me as the night rocks me to sleep.
You were not mine and nor was I yours to keep.