Yes, I'm changing, yes I'm gone
Yes I'm older, yes I'm moving on
And if you don't think its a crime, you can come along with me.
As angry as I feel in the moments when you're away
As angry as I feel at the thought of you leaving me in the dust
The second you text, or call, or so much as hint that you need me
I know I'll drop every little thing to come to your side.
My love for you can hurt me so badly at times, especially when I feel like you've gone missing in the abyss that is your life, to a place where I can't reach you because I'm so far away.
But I do love you, and I always have, and I always will.
I just hate the way the time slips past us and the silence wraps its arms around me, whispering that you'll never come back.
One day, it may be true,
And then what am I supposed to do?
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Missa Defunctorum
praise the lost souls, it'll set yours free
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