You keep wishing for the day
When you can lift your head
When theres no pain in
Your heart and you don’t feel dead
You speak the same words
Over yourself like they’re truth
And it leaves a wound
In your heart that’s never truly healed
I know I can’t open up and help you heal
Moments like this we have to be real
Letting go is moving on
But letting go is also hard
You’ve felt like you can’t forget
Misery like a thief in the night
Stolen joy and no more light
But please don’t forget
The words you use to write
‘I am loved and I will
Always have a story’
There’s nothing left to say
To who you use to be
Except I hold the match
To burn the flame
And I won’t look back
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