I breathed free air today, for the first time since you went away. For the first time in weeks I’m not forcing my lungs, I’m embracing the beats. I’ve found my fight; I’ll prove me right, that you lost the chance to be golden that night. I won’t always be wearing a smile, and I won’t be looking your way for a long long while, know I’ll be missing you to death but I can’t sing if I keep holding my breath. Blue in the face is no way to be, and somewhere inside what’s left in my chest in know I have more to offer than you saw in me. So this is it, not calling it quits just speaking my piece, and leaving it you fate to weigh. It hurts when I think and it’ll sting and burn when the memories churn and rise from the depths to take me by surprise. And when I remember the looks that were lies know that hot tears will sting my eyes. But I’ll keep loving you quietly; I would love out loud if you would let me.
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