I am empty when I see your face,
Not the same hopeful spark that used to haunt me.
Only when I think of the way you talked,
Do I start to want for the way it used to be.
Slow reasoning will slip in when I need it most,
Reminding me to let what was stay that way.
You used to be tomorrow,
But we were too caught up in today.
It’s time that I move on,
Get a grip and forget about it.
Words you promised still rattling around in my head,
So painful and deadly I think my brain will split.
I can’t feel it anymore,
Because this is what you said you wanted.
Moving on shouldn’t be so hard,
But your voice is echoing and I still haven’t responded.