Fear has brought me to this place.
And without it, I think I would still be okay.

Even in the beginning I was full of fear.
The ending sounds just like the start.

So I'll lie to you and say it's fine.
When it really isn't.

As you try to drag me down to the place you call home.
But there's nothing that makes me feel comfortable about it.

It felt like a dream.
And everything was right.
It still feels right.

With every tear shed...
I leave behind the remains of a shattered heart.

And though it may still feel like a freshly cut wound...
I gather myself the best I can.
Every moment spent feels wasted.

All for nothing.

You've left a sour taste in my mouth.
And I've yet to remember what sweetness is.

Maybe I'm not who I used to be.

And maybe you're not either.

So we've made it this far.

There's no turning back now.
Everything that ever was...
Is now behind us.

And now, I leave you.
To walk your own path.
While I discover mine.

Nameless people pass me.
And in the crowd of blurring faces...
I search for you.

I know you're out there.
Somewhere.

And I just want you to know I'm here.

This bed is too big.
And I can't help but feel lonely.

Because deep down, the wounds are freshly scarring.

I fight the urge to look.

Sleepless nights have become routine.
My mind races my heart constantly.

So I lie here wondering where you are...
Whoever you are...

Hoping that you're out there...
Wondering where I am too.

Speak to me the way you used to.
With that slight bit of sarcasm on the tip of your tongue.

I'll listen.
I promise.