I held something. I felt something
When you went away, it wouldn't go away
I don't mind, because

for the time being I still find
meaning and I keep seeing
More & more & more & more
Opening another door, time will heal the wounds
And it couldn't happen soon enough.
I made up my mind, because
what I'm finding isn't what
I'm looking for
I took the time and I asked
why it isn't the same
as it was before
Not for long, just walking along
with theme feelings growing strong
Different directions with no elections
I feel its going to be alright
No more self hate, with one relation always settled in my mind.
There's never early, there's never late, there's really no such thing as time.