Getting over you.
Moving on.
The words are easy said.
The act is hard.
Half a year of promises gone.
Just wanting them back is enough.
I want my feelings to stay,
but deep down I know I can't.
I can never fully forget you.
Even when you've put me through this hell you called love.
I will compare that perfectness with everyone I meet.
It won't be fare to them.
It might even make them run the other way.
If that's so then they don't deserve to make me happy.
They don't get all of me like you did.
I won't trust them like I did you.
If I could I'd go back.
I'd make you treat me the way you should have.
I can accept that our failure is my fault too.
Even if you won't even admit it happened.
I'll keep the love we had for the both of us.
I'll just remove the ending.
And this is probably the hundredth time I've said this but,
Here's your goodbye.
