How was I supposed to not pine for what I once had?
I had someone who lifted me up like a prayer
I had everything that other people dreamt of
How was I supposed to live in the present when the past was so much better?
They told me to move on
Because she had
But they don't know that I had known for a while
The way she sang had changed
She started singing like one would at a funeral
Like she was telling someone else's secrets
I knew she'd get out the front door and disappear
But I won't go to find her
I don't believe in losing ones you love
They're always just there
Not lost
Not needing to be found
People just change
And maybe that was worse than losing her