I keep looking back

wanting to be there again

yet I’m off pretending..

not to care

How I wish we were in bed

head on my chest as I stroke your hair

Guess I’m just not that strong

I still care 

But I can’t reach you anymore

Love doesn’t live there 

Instead I must shout to the world

that I don’t care and won’t ever look back

Director of my own life

it’s a wrap when I see you walk past

hand in hand with another

it’s then that I realize

I could do so much better 

without you by my side pulling me away from who I truly am

I pity him as we’ll have to wait and see

how you wreak his heart into two

Just glad it’s not me

I am free..I am free