breakups/ending relationships/unhealthy relationships/moving on/lies/lying to ourselves/moving away/Hawaii/truth
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I must move on
How?
Maybe if we have another night
I could save us
I must move on
Go back to the way I was
But who I was is lost
Forgot to label and save for another day
I’m sorry for caring too much.
I’m sorry for not caring enough.
I’m sorry I couldn’t always say the right thing.
The restaurant was cold and isolated
Its doors squeaked with agony when I pushed them open
The waiter stared at me with persistence, compelling me to use my uneven nails to fix his untreatable heart
You called to ask me how I was today
Though the last time we talked I was breaking your heart.
You were yelling and you were crying and you said I was to blame.
Sunday morning,
feel the air come in
It gives us a warning for what's about to begin.
You know you tried so hard and I
know it's harder when your
heart aches
You have to hide inside
