I never knew I needed you so bad
until you said goodbye
and I fell apart inside.
What do I have to do
to prove that I just aimed to make you proud?
I have had enough of trying
because there must be something else
you want from me,
something I can't give or find.
I was lost but found,
and you promised you'd never give up,
which I started to believe!
So why is it now,
that I'm walking out the door,
after realising that through the silence
we became just another discontinued story.
