I kept telling myself everything is fine, All I need to do is walk the line. Keep my head up — for the past, I need to let go, for once, at last.
Letting go is hard. I have to keep myself on guard. Between us, I don’t want to build a wall, I’m just petrified for us to fall.
I'll keep drying my tears — but don’t fret, It’s only because I wasn’t ready yet. I'll miss the thought of you, it’s true, But I could never forget my sweet baby boy blue.
I'll be here waiting with open arms and heart. I could — and would — never pull us apart. Stay strong, keep your life steady, And just know... I wasn’t ready.
The real question is would I have ever been ready? Did you save me from dreading over it before it happened.?