I made you a promise… br A promise I would move on, that I would not worry over you br I told you I wouldn’t, that I couldn’t, br And then it happened, and now I am forced to do so, br So I am not dwelling on you, br Not getting depressed and resting my thoughts on the thought of you, br Just pulling myself togather enough to move on. br My heart, it hurts, it is broken, torn, and shattered br Torn apart by you leaving me, but no one could control it br You didn’t see it coming, didn’t know br Till it hit, with the people you love being the last things running through your mind br You silently saying your goodbyes, and wishing them well, br So I sit in the dark at night and greive, br Cry and let it out br Wishing it had never happened but knowing there is nothing I could have done br So I beg my tired heart br The lifeless lump inside my chest one last favor, br To put itself back together enough br For me to move on, for me to find another br To possibly love again br But it does not want to br It hurts its tired, it doesn’t want to move on, it wants to stop br Wants to quit, but I beg it to find enough strength br To sew itself back together, to move on…. br So it is trying, all the while asking me why, and I beg it to continue, br Reasuring it that it will be ok br It is weary but does what I ask, br So slowly I am learning to accept your gone br Starting to let you go, and say goodbye br It is hard and I miss you br Crying everyday….but slowly starting to smile at the meamory of you br Being happy that I got to know you…… br So I send my best, and I wish you well, I love you, always will.