When my world flipped 180
When the world changed without me noticing,
sometimes I miss the old me,
even though the dreams I had are far away,
Fantasy was a kind of happiness.
In obtainining it, I lost something at the same time
And the feelings it evokes brings with it a weakness
As I mature withing the mist,
My heart begins to become complicated
I don't want to let go, don't want to understand
Whoever said scarred love will become deeper...
and that relying on one another is love, not burden.
To be able to hold hands is moving forward.
Didn't know what love truly was.
I was scared of not being able to hold you tightly.
I was scared I wouldn't want to let you go
So I did the only thing I could ...
I let you go.