Oh, what a life to live!
You are the day
I am the night
Together, we make one revolution

I cannot exist
While you do the same
For we are destined
Never to meet

Like ships passing in the night
We acknowledge each other
But never see, hear, feel
The other's presence

Oh, what a life to live

the real question is
if i say, think, feel
like i dont like him anymore
why does my heart
still trip and stumble
when i see a text from him?
why do i still get the urge
to call him and say
come here, i need you
right now

When your arms are too heavy for your shoulders
When your legs can't bear your own weight
When you don't know what to do
But then again, what's new?

Will you decompose me?
Take me apart piece by piece
Bring me back to my roots
Until I am
                     no
                              more

Your branches, they reach out
Scratchy and rough, but warm
In your embrace, I am vulnerable
But at the same time strong

Now flourish, the flowers
And fruits of our labour
Don't leave, I'll be powerless
I know you will, sooner or later

That's when I truly decompose
Not with you, not even close
I decompose to nothing
Exactly what I am to you

Which is worse?
To be the one who leaves
Or the one who sees others leave
That is the question

The latter, in my opinion
To see the people you love, leave
And you continue doing the things
You always did, except

This time, there are holes
Holes where the people used to be
Holes where there could be new memories
Holes in your heart, for friends turned family

The hardest is to let go
Move on with your life
But the weekly reminder does not help me so
Only prompts me who isn't there