Time passes by, and still no word.
My friends simply ask me if I have heard.
They say you speak to them all the time.
So why did we have to stop on a dime?

I wasn't the one who broke your heart.
I'm not saying I'm innocent, I did play my part.
You were the one who wanted this to end.
I thought giving you space would help you mend.

Before all this, you said you would always care.
A shoulder to lean on, you'd always be there.
But now you're gone, and I can finally see.
That all of the fault truly falls on me.