And in his leaving I discovered how dependent I had been.
Growing into confidence through leaning on him.
Cried into the emptiness, thinking echo were replies.
I thought shadows had good intentions, only to realize
He was gone.
And everyone’s moved on.
I’m standing still as all the world moves past.
They’re moving so, so fast,
And all I want is for everything to stop and go back.
Tell me, where did I go wrong?
Were there signs along the way
That could have directed me in a different direction, rather than astray?
The pain is just so real,
A nd my friends say I will heal in time,
But how much time is needed to regain some sort of feeling that it’s okay?
I don’t need him to believe that I have something worthwhile.
I’ve been strong in other ways before and I can be strong again for this.
It’s a slow and painful process and I don’t know where it ends,
But I have faith that it will.
And the fabric of my being will be richer when it’s sewn by my own hand.
Growing into confidence through leaning on him.
Cried into the emptiness, thinking echo were replies.
I thought shadows had good intentions, only to realize
He was gone.
And everyone’s moved on.
I’m standing still as all the world moves past.
They’re moving so, so fast,
And all I want is for everything to stop and go back.
Tell me, where did I go wrong?
Were there signs along the way
That could have directed me in a different direction, rather than astray?
The pain is just so real,
A nd my friends say I will heal in time,
But how much time is needed to regain some sort of feeling that it’s okay?
I don’t need him to believe that I have something worthwhile.
I’ve been strong in other ways before and I can be strong again for this.
It’s a slow and painful process and I don’t know where it ends,
But I have faith that it will.
And the fabric of my being will be richer when it’s sewn by my own hand.