£mösçènebøì aka ANobody

The first few days are some of the cruelest...
Still full of hope, so many illusions of things getting better

But its all false hope.

Its then that the hard part comes, realizing that it really is over, that your not going to rush in and try to make things better, that you not going to apologize a thousand times and do something amazing to make everything okay again, but that you've given up on me

The hard part came when i realized you probably got rid of the gift i worked so hard on, threw it away like a piece of trash that meant nothing, removed every piece of me from your life and carried on

The hard part came when i realized i would never see you again, that its not going to be okay this time...

And then the emptiness came...

So hollow so cold the wound is still fresh
Still pain still agony i pray in time it'll hurt less
You have no idea how easily my heart wavers with doubt
The fear builds up and i just want to shout
And now i feel our roles are reversed
A love song unwritten in doubt a heart submersed...

The memories will haunt me, the dream that ill miss
Reality comes knocking pushing fantasy from my mind
Dreams are made for sleeping
A cruel image for you to rewind...