I try my best, but the void just does not go away.
I made a mistake letting you stay and become a part of me.
Now that youβve gone, Iβve lost a part of myself. I sure say that Iβm able to cope, I sure try to move on as they call it, but I know Iβll never be the same. They say changes are for the better, but is this better?
Do you really never think of me? Was I really never anything more than a passing wave? Did I really get played? Did I really fail to understand you so bad?