My open window frames
a town, perfect in tradition...

I'm letting go of the reality
but the wisheds are stronger then ever...

Friendships move forward
I stay behind...

The hurtful jabs or memory
or the enternal pain of end...

You're so easy to love
and so hard to forget...

Unless you surround me
every element of your being...

It's ok, I'm connected to you
with the bareness of my soul...

I've come to an acceptance
a peace of mind and soul...

It's not fear of rejection
it's fear of acceptance...

You've given my my heartache
and you didn't even try...

I'm an awful date, I mumbled
hoping that he'd change his mind...

I'd choose to let go
if I wasn't forced to stay...