The bags that's formed up under my eyes from allowing you to wander my mind all night doesn't compare to the baggage I've yet to let go.
Here I am writing at 2:30 am allowing my past to linger with a blow.
The world as I knew could not exist without you..as if when you left, the earth came to a holt.
Reality crumbled into atomic pieces with no way for me to put the pieces back together.
I thought you'd never leave my side, I now see I may have gotten too comfortable.
My pride will probably never admit that I do miss you although I must go with the wind & move on..
When you left, it did not sit well on my mentality..
But I'll gather these pieces you've dashed into my heart that shattered and rebuild my reality..