Although everyone says it gets better,
it never does.
And as time passes,
the loss comes and goes.

How do I keep going
with the normality of life?
Do I pretend like nothing happened?
That's just not right.

And as I smile everyday,
through the heartache and pain
I reflect on all the things
I"ll never get to say.

Fateful I'm not,
for God has never listened
and is it wrong to say
that my fury is consistent?

She hurts more than me
She shows it more too
I try to be strong,
One tear is better than two.

Everyone's life seems undisturbed
I'm tired of pretending,
there's no excuses
And life, it just goes on.