The Boy
I wish I had just a glimpse of explanation.
Maybe then I could move on without any hesitation.
But I'm left with no answers wondering what was true.
My heart still holding on but my head lost sight of you.
I continue to push forward trying to forget.
Trying not to wonder "what if" trying not to regret.
The choice that I made after the scene you chose to set.
But your memory I replay from the moment we had met.
Why are you still here even though your gone?
I knew it would be painful but why is it lasting long?
I thought it would be easier but I've been proven wrong.
Because I still hear your voice replaying like a song.
I remember every moment I dream it every night.
And just when I surrender I put up one last fight.
Turning away from my emotion ignoring a silent plea.
Rehearsing to myself don't let it bother me.
Praying to get through to keep on being strong.
As my Subconcious whispers silently "remember the boy is gone".
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