My head begins to throb
With cold, hard anticipation
The likes of which
There is no reasonable explanation
As if some alien language
From a far away nation
All of what we were
Seems to be lost in translation
Seasons fly before my very eyes
So I simply shut them with a loss of hope
The girl I love has forgotten of my existence
And I don't seem to be strong enough to cope
The guy's she's with
Well...they come and go
I can only watch form afar
As my harsh winds continue to blow
My body is tossed against the pavement
But I refuse to stay down
Disappointment is a regular day-to-day chore
Yet I continue to greet it with a stubborn frown
I've had to file away memories of her
In thousands of different folders
Yet the world keeps pressing down
On my already bruised shoulders
