As my mind regresses to the phases of my past,
my heart reminisces genuinely on how I\'ve grown so fast.
my emotions travel to my experiences, good and bad.
All of the things that made me feel so sad,
to the disappointing and the happy times, even where I'm mad.
I take comfort in knowing that I got over all these things,
then the journey back to my present time
reopens the door to my painful reality.
How I've been standing in front of this wall for a long time.
why I can't move my imaginary mountain blows my mind.
It's so easy to say that it's over,
yet so hard to follow through.
It's so easy to talk about it being done,
yet so hard to do.
you see, baby you're my mountain,
and for some reason I can't move
I say so many times over and over, that I'm over you.
you occupy my mind, your love still compasses me,
my nocturne hours turn to day, and
I have seen no sleep.
Losing somebody you love is so hard to do.
I can't love nobody else because I
still love you.
