Surviving...Barely

SURVIVING...BARELY

Sometimes you’ll feel alone, but that’s ok
Because you know it was time to let go,
Sometimes you’ll feel guilty, but that’s ok
Because you know that it’s just too late,
Sometimes you’ll regret it, but that’s ok
Because you know there was no other way,
Sometimes you’ll feel distracted, but that’s ok
Because you’ll always have the cold reassuring hands
You’ll be fine by his side,
You’ll be great and you’ll smile,
You’ll get used to the missing warmth,
But one thing you’ll never forget…
…Is that he’s still waiting.

Sometimes you’ll see him in your dreams, but that’s ok
Because you know it’ll never be,
Sometimes you’ll fall apart, but that’s ok
Because at least you know that he can’t see you like this,
Can’t feel your pain, can’t see your tears,
Can’t blame himself, can’t know your fears,
And you know that somehow you’ll survive,
You’ll survive your decision, the choice that you made,
But one thing you’ll never forget…
…Is that he’s still waiting,
He never moved on,
Never let you go,
He’ll never love again,
And you’re to blame.

Sometimes you’ll feel the gaping whole, the void, returning,
And then you’ll panic, memories rushing back,
You’ll clutch tighter to the marble chest.
And cry yourself to sleep,
‘Cause even your lullaby can’t stop the internal scream,
Maybe in the morning you’ll wakeup from this dream.