My world revolved around you.
When you left I didn't know what to do.
Now it's been 6 months and still not a word.
I'm hoping this is a lesson I've already learned.
You showed me the door now I have to walk through it.
And sooner or later I had to do it.
I was running but in the back of my mind, I knew it.
I started something I knew I couldn't finish.
But did I really deserve this.
You broke me once then you did it again.
I find myself thinking of you every now and then.
I look at your picture but it fades to black.
Because I know your not coming back.
The truth is starting to unfold.
And with that I'm losing my hold...
