Dwell
When will I stop looking at the phone?
Hoping that you will call
When will the memories stop blinding me?
Choking me
When will I stop wondering if I made a mistake?
Even though I know what I did was right
When will I stop wishing I could see you?
Kiss you
Hug you
When will I stop wanting you to appear and beg me to take you back?
When will I stop holding my breath?
And realize that you are not coming back
And I am better off leaving you in the past
When will I realize that it was your loss and not mine?
Realize that it was you
That stopped caring
Stop trying
Stop believing
Stop working at us
And not one tear has fell from my eye
It was me that was the glue
That kept us together
And I was also the one
That broke us apart
Sad, yes
Regretful, no
I know leaving you was right
Because relief is the only emotion left dwelling in my soul
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