Like a rock at the bottom of the ocean, I sit here waiting for you.
But the matter of the fact is that, like the rock, things eventually fade away if you leave them there for long enough.
The pressure will be too much, and the agony too long.
Although, I guess I should be used to it by now, because with you, things never change.
So now I feel the hurt, the pain, of sinking over and over again after you almost made me float.
My heart grows heavier and heavier realizing that it's time to let you go.
Maybe I'll be at the bottom of the ocean forever,
Maybe I'll keep sinking to the ends of the earth.
Or maybe someone will come and lift me up.
Either way, this is how it's meant to be,
cause if things never change with you, then I'll have to make the changes.
