Your foots out the door.
Your bags in your hand.
Your ready to leave.
I pretend to understand.
I jump up,
grab hold of you wrist.
We looked straight into each others eyes.
No last "i love you"? No last kiss?
In that moment
time stood silently still.
Animated memories were coming back to me.
To let you go, i don't know if i have the will.
How we came apart,
thats something I'm not sure of.
Maybe one more try.
Maybe just one last try at our love.
W/ out you...
I know the days will be long.
The nights will be sleepless.
I'll cry after every love song.
Ill be holding my pillow at night.
Run to every knock at the door.
Hoping it will be you,
to make things like before.
I'll quickly pick up every call,
wishing it was your voice.
It'll end up being some one else.
Whether you stay or leave isn't my choice.
I wake up from my thoughts.
Then time presumes.
Still staring into each others eyes.
We haven't even moved.
Who am I to keep you here.
Pain will come w/ this sacrifice.
Everything between us will slowly disappear.
Letting go of you is the first step of getting on w/ my life.
