Moving on.
I'd wake up in the morning with your name on repeat,like it's drowning me.
You were killing me slowly,the lies and doubts.
How come whenever I'm around you fill my head with these thoughts that give butterflies and false hopes,when all I wanted was you,is that to much to ask.
I thought I'd never see the day I wake up,not even thinking of your name.
I guess you'd say this is me walking away, moving on.