When I close my eyes, you’re there every time, The realisation that I failed you and I’m the one to blame. How I hate myself for the hell I put you through, Now I see what leaving did to you. Who am I without regret? And how do I correct the mistakes I’ve made? What will it take to break this cycle of self-decay? Selfish and I proved it I left you in need and I knew it.
And I can’t bring myself to talk about it, how I failed (how I failed) How I never looked back. How I took the easy escape from what we had. Deep down I know I was the one setting myself up to fall (deep down I know)
My answers are questions, Lead me through my mental streams. A seeded lie, and faults are mine, Counting candles I decline. Saluting my own mind, Its a fight to find my sovereignty.
Choosing to find a way born often here. I wade through the fiction, I find that I am alive.
I hope somehow these words make their way back to you. Know that I always cared, that I’m still thinking of you. Where do I turn when I can’t turn back to you? Where do I stand if it’s not next to you?