Little does he know That while he thinks he is doing well That he is moving on He will soon know the truth That loving others is just a facade to distract himself From dealing with moving on from what happened It will hit him One night, it will hit him While he is laying alone in his bed, he will know He will think of a joke or a memory that will knock him back in time Back to square one He will have to start all over again Trying to claw his way back into reality One where together doesn't belong Perhaps he won't feel it But I am expecting that he will He will know that she isn't truly erased from his mind On one lonely night not too far from now Because he doesn't know that when you love someone else When all the pink clouds and sparkles are gone Is when you understand your true feelings
For someone who has seemed to move on too fast. Not the other one.