after all this time
now it feels like the end
time to let go
and call you a friend

i knew it would happen
and i try not to cry
you've moved on already
and i say 'so have i'

i still miss you every day
though you don't miss me
i can feel myself dissolving
from your memory

the silence, the drift
it makes my heart sore
you don't feel what i feel
not anymore