The first steps to healing was admitting that I was wrong
The way to recovery is accepting the fact that your gone
I'm hurting but I'm learning how to deal 
This is killing me 
But the fight for air gets easier

There was a time when you were my oxygen
When you looked me in the eyes 
I realized the air was getting thinner these days
As you slowly slip away


Why do you keep wishing for things that you know will not come true?
Live and let die the things we swore would keep us alive

This wasn't love it was loving the thought of not being alone

The first steps to healing was admitting that I was wrong
The way to recovery is accepting the fact that your gone
I'm hurting but I'm learning how to deal 
This is killing me 
But the fight for air gets easier