I'm hang over you,
A little more time,
I'd have been head over heels,
I don't regret it,
But I'm at the hardest part,
Highest of the peaks,
My heart fills with joy and pain,
I’ve tried so hard,
Not to hate you,
Because hate fuels a reason,
To let go.
But I don't,
Fond memories haunt me,
And I love every bit of them,
The simple smile that creeps in,
When something or someone,
Reminds me of you.

I'm at the peak of letting go.
I think I'm stuck here.
I don't know how to go down.
Don’t know how to move on.