The hardest feelings to process in this process nearly over


No longer am i looking to see if you're looking over my shoulder


The sound of your voice has nearly faded from those age old memories


We can't deny that we had good chemistry though, now can we?


The darkest places I was in is when you'd make your grand appearance


When I was thinking of ending it all your presence acted as interference


But a crutch is all you became in spite of my thinking it was something more


You're probably going about your life while I lose my **** on my living room floor


I did this all for you I hope you know that much is true



But you don't owe me anything if anything I'm indebted to you



  I'll leave a forwarding address below in case you should still care



And I'll keep opening my doors and messages even though I know no one is there