I can see you still come around... Not to my door, you just walk in my town. I do the same when I think about you, I walk in that place we once share some tunes. Why do you cry and hold things within? Why do you think about what couldve been? Why? Is the question that plays in my head. Why? Keeps me up while I lay in my bed. You know and I know the mistakes I have made. You know and I know the test that you gave. The games that I failed, I didnt know how to play. Please dont let that hurt you, live freely today. You are back home, where you wanted to be. In that place thats so warm and so far from me. So enjoy it without the thoughts of what was, I know you will heal the memories of our past.
(from my ex-bf's point of view)