I held something. I felt something

When you went away, it wouldn't go away

I don't mind, because 

for the time being I still find 

meaning and I keep seeing

More & more & more & more

Opening another door, time will heal the wounds

And it couldn't happen soon enough.

I made up my mind, because 

what I'm finding isn't what 

I'm looking for

I took the time and I asked 

why it isn't the same 

as it was before

Not for long, just walking along 

with theme feelings growing strong

Different directions with no elections 

I feel its going to be alright

No more self hate, with one relation always settled in my mind.

There's never early, there's never late, there's really no such thing as time.