How could I have known
That the last time I saw you go
Would be the last I’d ever be whole?
But I guess that’s just how life goes.
Now I’m standing here trying to figure out
If I’ll ever get rid of this consuming doubt
That’s bludgeoning me both inside and out
Breaking me down with each and every clout.
Not knowing which way to turn.
Or knowing if I’ll ever truly learn
The lesson of bridges being burned
Shackling me with nothing but concerns.
Missing your tender touch, your loving warm embrace.
Falling in love over and over with every glance of your face.
It’s a gift I’ve lost, one that will never be replaced.
And if you didn’t know it, then my love was a disgrace.
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